Queue up the Warren Zevon: Send Lawyers, guns and money. We’re buying a house.
Even Steven King would not be able to do justice to the insanity of the past week which pertains to real estate matters. (Okay, so maybe he could, but work with me here.)
“Not my circus, not my monkeys” is an expression we use to remind ourselves not to get involved in other people’s drama. This is mostly because we have our own drama. Our own soap opera. Our own episode of 24.
As usual, I’ll start in the middle, and go around the circle. So we picked a house, made a deal. Then comes the inspections.
If all goes well, we will be in the new house sometime in September. Then I hope to be back to my regularly scheduled life.