This 'n' That
Oct. 11th, 2006 07:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desoto_hia873I heard on CBC on the way home that Bon Cop, Bad Cop has surpassed Porky's as the highest grossing Canadian film of all time. Thank God for that. Hopefully, it will also remain ahead of the Trailer Park Boys movie.
I spent most of my Thanksgiving weekend accomodation-hunting in Peterborough. If there's one thing that's guaranteed to throw me into a panic attack, that's it. ::quivers in a high-strung way:: The first apartment I looked at was, well, not quite dire, but certainly elicited an internal response of "Oh dear God, NOOOO!!!" I've been toying with the idea of buying a house and went to see a really cute place on Saturday, but the prospect of getting into a bidding war (two offers went in on it later that day) and my somewhat downpayment-deficient status resulted in an acute case of chickening out. I'm still kind of kicking myself about it--it really was a nice house: over 100 years old, beautifully landscaped lot that backed onto the Trans-Canada Trail, and quite the perfect size for me. And it was yellow. ::sighs::
I applied for an apartment in an old building that used to be the Teacher's College. It's a really nice apartment: 12-foot ceilings covered in punched tin, an exposed brick wall in the kitchen and living room, and hardwood floors. The landlord's mother-in-law showed me around and then patiently watched as I filled out the application. She told me straight out that she liked me and that I was just the kind of person she wanted as a neighbour--the antiquity of the building and its creaky floors means that kids inadvertently make a lot of noise, so she was glad to hear that it'd just be me and Lucy moving in. I hope she convinces her son-in-law of my general swellness because this was the month (of course) when I forgot to give the building manager of my current apartment more post-dated rent cheques and was therefore late in paying. Yes, the Peterborough landlord required and is checking references. ::facepalm::
If he doesn't approve me, I get to repeat the entire process again this weekend. If that happens, I might go house-hunting a little more seriously. Jim has offered to help with the downpayment and I'm currently filling out a pre-approved mortgage application. The little yellow house is undoubtedly quite sold by now, but presumably there are others.
I'm also meeting up with my new boss on Saturday afternoon and getting a tour of the building. I'd better schedule the panic attack for after that.
I spent most of my Thanksgiving weekend accomodation-hunting in Peterborough. If there's one thing that's guaranteed to throw me into a panic attack, that's it. ::quivers in a high-strung way:: The first apartment I looked at was, well, not quite dire, but certainly elicited an internal response of "Oh dear God, NOOOO!!!" I've been toying with the idea of buying a house and went to see a really cute place on Saturday, but the prospect of getting into a bidding war (two offers went in on it later that day) and my somewhat downpayment-deficient status resulted in an acute case of chickening out. I'm still kind of kicking myself about it--it really was a nice house: over 100 years old, beautifully landscaped lot that backed onto the Trans-Canada Trail, and quite the perfect size for me. And it was yellow. ::sighs::
I applied for an apartment in an old building that used to be the Teacher's College. It's a really nice apartment: 12-foot ceilings covered in punched tin, an exposed brick wall in the kitchen and living room, and hardwood floors. The landlord's mother-in-law showed me around and then patiently watched as I filled out the application. She told me straight out that she liked me and that I was just the kind of person she wanted as a neighbour--the antiquity of the building and its creaky floors means that kids inadvertently make a lot of noise, so she was glad to hear that it'd just be me and Lucy moving in. I hope she convinces her son-in-law of my general swellness because this was the month (of course) when I forgot to give the building manager of my current apartment more post-dated rent cheques and was therefore late in paying. Yes, the Peterborough landlord required and is checking references. ::facepalm::
If he doesn't approve me, I get to repeat the entire process again this weekend. If that happens, I might go house-hunting a little more seriously. Jim has offered to help with the downpayment and I'm currently filling out a pre-approved mortgage application. The little yellow house is undoubtedly quite sold by now, but presumably there are others.
I'm also meeting up with my new boss on Saturday afternoon and getting a tour of the building. I'd better schedule the panic attack for after that.
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Date: 2006-10-12 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-10-12 01:25 am (UTC)The apartment sounds lovely - I hope it works out for you. Good luck!
By the way - I have always wanted a yellow house. :)
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Date: 2006-10-13 12:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-12 02:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-13 12:56 am (UTC)::hugs back::