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May. 7th, 2014 02:38 pmI am crazy. I am a crazy person.
I've been apartment-hunting for months now, and I have genuine concerns about the patience of my real estate agent. Let's be clear: he is awesome and super laid back and probably does not hate me for turning down dozens of totally appropriate apartments. He has shown no signs of this. And yet I can't shake the feeling that I am wasting his time AND his money, since every apartment he shows me that I DON'T rent is less money for his time.
Yesterday I put in an offer on a place, and today I retracted it for several reasons:
a) I freaked out about renting it.
b) The location was not super-convenient.
c) I said I wanted it mainly to make my agent happy and that's stupid.
d) I may be sick.
Not to be indelicate but I am having digestive distress and I feel like I'm fighting off some terrible flu, which I hope I can either succumb to and be healthy again by 2pm tomorrow, when Mum arrives for a Mother's Day visit, or battle off until noon on Monday, when she goes home again.
If I manage to do the latter I will probably be patient zero for some kind of epidemic; we're seeing Wait Wait Don't Tell Me tomorrow, going shopping on Friday, going to the symphony on Saturday, and going to a Mother's Day brunch on Sunday.
I just, I won't touch anything or breathe heavily. Surely this will go perfectly.
I've been apartment-hunting for months now, and I have genuine concerns about the patience of my real estate agent. Let's be clear: he is awesome and super laid back and probably does not hate me for turning down dozens of totally appropriate apartments. He has shown no signs of this. And yet I can't shake the feeling that I am wasting his time AND his money, since every apartment he shows me that I DON'T rent is less money for his time.
Yesterday I put in an offer on a place, and today I retracted it for several reasons:
a) I freaked out about renting it.
b) The location was not super-convenient.
c) I said I wanted it mainly to make my agent happy and that's stupid.
d) I may be sick.
Not to be indelicate but I am having digestive distress and I feel like I'm fighting off some terrible flu, which I hope I can either succumb to and be healthy again by 2pm tomorrow, when Mum arrives for a Mother's Day visit, or battle off until noon on Monday, when she goes home again.
If I manage to do the latter I will probably be patient zero for some kind of epidemic; we're seeing Wait Wait Don't Tell Me tomorrow, going shopping on Friday, going to the symphony on Saturday, and going to a Mother's Day brunch on Sunday.
I just, I won't touch anything or breathe heavily. Surely this will go perfectly.
