east west

real estate

so buying a house seems to be the thing to do. once we got it in our heads, we couldn't get it out. the apartment was no longer cutting it - the walls needed to be OURS. the dirt outside needed to be OURS. we'd no longer have to say say "if we owned this, we'd get rid of the horrible brown paint spattered linoleum on the walls in the bathroom". and the housing search began....we found a perfect one on klickitat street - of ramona quimby fame. we had already finished the basement and refinished the hardwood floors in our minds when our bid was rejected in favor of one, oh say, $55K higher.
yesterday, we found another one, even more perfect than the one on klickitat. the safeway nearby even had cheerful employees and they were giving out free frappucinos at the starbucks - it was clearly meant to be. but the bid was rejected, again, in favor of someone elses.
i hate how this market consumes us. i hate how it's always on our minds. i hate how it's about who has the most money, even if it's some investor from california buying it sight unseen. if only we hadn't even tested the waters to begin with. it just becomes this emotional rollercoaster that i don't know if i can deal with right now, when it's accompanied by the commission-only-new-job-rollercoaster as well. i don't really like either ride.
on a cheerful, more natural note, there was a rainbow last week. it was vibrantly colored - inside the rainbow, it was the color of orange sherbert - so much so that it was almost tangible. outside the rainbow, it was that ominous grey that accompanies the 4:30PM thunderstorms in the south. it lasted for a good forty five minutes, and everyone was outside of their houses, watching. it provided more entertainment than television ever could have.

posted by jessica @ 5:26 PM