Ghost Ride The Whip
The title refers to a ridiculous phenomenon that’s been sweeping the burbs. Kids get out of their rides while its still moving and proceed to dance around like idiots and sit on the top of the car while it careens into a tree, lamppost or another car. Brilliant (to paraphrase the English)!
But this entry really isn't about fools smashin up their parent’s rides. It's about realestate. My experience with it so far.
It really is like riding a car with no driver...or it at least feels like it. Allow me to explain.
My fiancé Jenny and I decided to get a place of our own. A place that we could start fresh in and grow into together instead of moving into one of our current places where one of us might feel out of place. Jenny currently owned a condo. So the first goal was to sell her place then roll the money over into our new place. So first things first, Jenny and I had to find an agent to sell her place. We decided to interview 3 different agents. All had slightly different pitches...but it was difficult to gauge who they truly were. I mean, it’s like trying to hire your own car salesman or lawyer....people we love to loath and hate to deal with. Hiring the devil essentially. So we decided on an agent and off we go, Jenny and I dance around the car while the invisible ghost we've just hired steers the car (or so we hope). The car (which is actually Jenny's home mind you) veered close to crashing then veered back on track. Finally, the ghost closed the deal and we were back in control of our path.
During this whole process, we found a house that we became enchanted with. So, you could think of it as two cars running side by side....Jenny and I trying to keep both from colliding, dancing around like witch doctors trying to cure the bizarre real-estate spells (i.e. forms and contingencies and the like).
Jenny and I still haven't completely regained control of our path, but we've gotten a good hold on the door and the car seems to be running straight. So lets hope it all ends well. I'll keep you updated.
But this entry really isn't about fools smashin up their parent’s rides. It's about realestate. My experience with it so far.
It really is like riding a car with no driver...or it at least feels like it. Allow me to explain.
My fiancé Jenny and I decided to get a place of our own. A place that we could start fresh in and grow into together instead of moving into one of our current places where one of us might feel out of place. Jenny currently owned a condo. So the first goal was to sell her place then roll the money over into our new place. So first things first, Jenny and I had to find an agent to sell her place. We decided to interview 3 different agents. All had slightly different pitches...but it was difficult to gauge who they truly were. I mean, it’s like trying to hire your own car salesman or lawyer....people we love to loath and hate to deal with. Hiring the devil essentially. So we decided on an agent and off we go, Jenny and I dance around the car while the invisible ghost we've just hired steers the car (or so we hope). The car (which is actually Jenny's home mind you) veered close to crashing then veered back on track. Finally, the ghost closed the deal and we were back in control of our path.
During this whole process, we found a house that we became enchanted with. So, you could think of it as two cars running side by side....Jenny and I trying to keep both from colliding, dancing around like witch doctors trying to cure the bizarre real-estate spells (i.e. forms and contingencies and the like).
Jenny and I still haven't completely regained control of our path, but we've gotten a good hold on the door and the car seems to be running straight. So lets hope it all ends well. I'll keep you updated.
posted by lakeside at 8:08 AM
3 Comments:
Man, you seem pretty cool, but your actually as uptight as the suburban folks you diss. Good luck!
which suburban people am i dissing? i'm one of them now. and yes i'm uptight, its what makes me funny. your comment seems to lack direction. Good luck with that.
Your ghost riding the whip analogy pleases me greatly.
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