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Gauntmommy's Observations.
A Little Realty in the Morning.
This morning I woke up in a wondrously b*tchy mood. I was so pleased because it has been a while since I was able to say that I was living up to that "Class A b*tch" qualification. I was talking on the phone with T and I get another call on the line. It's Sanna, our realtor. "Hey Amanda, I have a guy that works in my office that wants to show the house sometime in the next two hours. It might be a while because he is just now making the appointments, is that okay?" I look around and there are literally toys covering every available space on the family room floor and the bed is unmade and the floors could use a good run with the vacuum, not to mention that today was the day that I was finally going to change out the switch plate covers in every room. So, of course I said... " Oh that shouldn't be a problem at all. Today is one of my rare get-r-done days so the house will be ready when he brings them." I hang up with Sanna, I hang up with T. I put the baby in his room and proceed immediately to clean and finish up my work before they show up. What a workout, sweat was beginning to form on my upper lip and the adrenaline rush from moving so fast and furious after two days of lethargy is making my face all flushed and blotchy (it does that from time to time, much to my embarassment, any kind of "rush" ...... uh huh) I haven't had time to make the beds or vacuum the floors yet, just have gotten the baby settled and I look out the front window and there sits a car with the realtor and his clients. Just fricken Great. Not only is the house not really ready yet, but now I am a sweaty blotchy, unkempt beast. And they are coming into my home.
Thankfully, I have a new vocation in life that I can use as my excuse. "You'll have to pardon the mess, I have been doing some work this morning..." all the while I am diligently wielding the screwdriver on the combination switch plate and outlet cover in the kitchen, as if that one act alone is the reason I look like something the cat coughed up.
Truly, it was one of the more forgettable moments in my life. What I will always carry with me in the dank and dark recesses of my b*tchy little brain is that in spite of my altogether rank appearance at that time, this realtor was checking me out like he knew what I looked like in my birthday suit. This realtor, well we will just call him Wil, had five inch yellow spikes pointing in every direction off of his head, and must have bathed this morning in Eau d Pimp. Not to mention the simple silver wedding band that was unmistakeable. Now of course the individual offenses are merely laughable, but when piled all together that way, well, let's just say that the b*tch inside me has a hair trigger. When the lady visitor casually asked me what was underneath the carpetting, Wil started with "She wouldn't kn...", I interuppted him and told her " there is a 1/2 inch carpet pad on top of 3/4 inch plyboard that is on top of the original concrete slab", I must say sorry to whoever originally did that work, but it was a piss poor job, not that I actually said out loud the last part. Wil looked at me like I had grown another head and then grinned largely, as if he had finally gotten it. Then his behavior towards me was completely different. He started a legitimate conversation about the work that has been done in this house and seemed geniunely impressed when he learned that I was responsible. Ah, some people will never learn. You just can't judge people based on appearances. I may look like the cats breakfast in reverse but you better believe I know my stuff about all things "Handy".
I am still working to clear the air of the Eau d Pimp, however. There is no ETR.
Post Edited By Gauntmommy23, Nov/15/2005, 6:13 pm
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Nov/15/2005, 4:50 pm
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