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May 04, 2007
Friday Shuffle - The Neglectful Edition
Like I'd get my Friday post up anytime early in the day this week. You're lucky I'm making it at all.
The housing update: The sale on our house is written in blood. All that's left are the occupancy inspections and closing. We've got a signed contract in our hands and a "Sold" sign in the yard.
We've made an offer on The House of Which I Shall Not Speak. I'm a little paranoid, considering all the melodrama I inflicted over the house we didn't get. We'll know by 8 PM Saturday night if our offer's accepted. After that, I'll spill more details about the house.
Now, on to other things that don't revolve around buying and selling houses. Well, not quite as much, at least.
To say B. and I have been distracted this week? Understatement doesn't even begin to cover it. The whole family's suffering because of it. We haven't eaten a decent meal in ages. Tonight, we brought home a variety of chicken wings from one of the local grocery store delis. Upon bringing in all the groceries, B. asked, "Where are the wings?"
"How should I know? I've been sitting on my ass for 15 minutes, talking on the phone while you haul in our sleeping child and a week's worth of food."
We lost the chicken wings.
Not that it was hard to find them. They were in the truck, exactly where the the rest of the groceries had been five minutes earlier.
Night before last, we ate chicken kebobs for dinner. Not homemade ones, of course, but ones that were skewered, injected with marinade, cooked, frozen, sold to me by Target, and thrown in a pan by B. They were served alongside frozen Alexia oven fries and some bagged broccoli a few days past its prime.
I think it goes without saying that we shouldn't have given the three-year-old a pointy meat-filled stick. But we did, and then we didn't pay attention until she screamed, "Murphy! No! Give it back!" and I looked to find the pointy meat-filled stick not in my child's hand or mouth, but gouged down my stupid little dog's gullet as she tried to swallow the whole thing, snake-style.
I paid the utmost attention when I reached my hand down the dog's mouth and extracted the stick.
Don't worry, Murphy's fine. As fine as she ever was, anyway. So's our cat, Romi, who we didn't miss a bit during the 24-48 hours she was locked in the back room of our basement. She must have gotten in there when our house-buyers were here Monday night. B. released her sometime Wednesday. I didn't even question why this cat I've lived with since 1999 was suddenly gone, and then suddenly clinging to me like she was being persued by the spectre of dark death.
Today, I was so distracted by umpteen bazillion phone calls that I didn't realize Clara Jane had decided to de-neutralize our Sugar Wafer dining room:
That green stuff on the dining room floor that sort of doesn't technically belong to us anymore? That's paint. Applied by my child, who also did this:
I let her keep the body art because, you know, it's pretty cool and stuff, but I did hold her responsible for the condition of the floor:
Shuffle along with that cleaning rag, Clara Jane. Stay out of trouble while I sit here and worry, okay?
1. Hickory Wind - Gram Parsons
2. Tommy Gets His Tonsils Out - The Replacements (which never fails to make me laugh my ass off)
3. Turn You Inside-Out - REM
4. Badger Song - Dead Milkmen (which also never fails to make me laugh my ass off)
5. Cotton Fields (The Cotton Song) - Johnny Cash
6. Suicide Blonde - INXS
7. Slip Slidin' Away - Paul Simon
8. Mean Woman Blues - Elvis
9. The Needle Has Landed - Neko Case
10. Gone - U2
Posted by Robin at May 4, 2007 09:29 PM
Comments
Congrats on selling the house!
I hope you hear good news soon about the house you've got your eye on.
Posted by: Johanna Cagan at May 4, 2007 10:49 PM
Grocery store deli food? By my current standards, that's practically gourmet. If you have to leave your car to obtain the food, you're going "upscale".
Of course, I'm planning to go to the farmers market this weekend and buy "local and organic" - I figure it all balances out somehow. ;-)
Posted by: christine in portland at May 4, 2007 11:17 PM
omg the arms up paint cover picture is adorable!!! that is meant for a frame and a wall in YOUR NEW HOUSE!!! yea bye bye crapshack!! and honey, admit it, living out of a box for a few wekks will be better than living in the crapshack with the bike craziness and abundant hoosierness. at least you can put the box in pretty town =)
my little one used to paint and draw on herself on purpose and come up to me saying "look mama i have tattoos just like you!!" God i miss that! it's a shame they can't stay 1 and 3 and 6 all at the same time forever.
Posted by: exposed at May 5, 2007 07:46 AM
OMG, those are the cutest/funniest pics. Good for you holding her accountable for cleaning the floor. Poor cat, I'm sure she was scared to death. You're gonna have the offer on the house taken. You have too.
Posted by: Cassie at May 5, 2007 09:55 AM
Those pictures are adorable but I especially love the one of Clara Jane cleaning the floor.
I have a lot of favorite songs but Hickory Wind is number 2 preceded only by another Gram Parsons song -- In My Hour of Darkness. Good shuffle.
Posted by: Katya at May 5, 2007 03:02 PM
Having bought & sold a house this time last year, I feel your pain. Here's to smooth closings on both transactions!
Posted by: Lucinda at May 5, 2007 04:07 PM
I needed these photos of Clara Jane today. Oh boy did I need to see her sweet face...and colored arms!
Posted by: Dixie at May 5, 2007 04:47 PM
