Red Mosquito

tree_ wrote:pairs*

doug rr wrote:

tree_ wrote:pairs*

have you put a bid in on that 6 bedroom house yet?

tree_ wrote:

doug rr wrote:

tree_ wrote:pairs*

have you put a bid in on that 6 bedroom house yet?

no haven't even looked at it

first step is getting a realtor to give us an idea what we can get.. if it's good, as it seems it will be, we'll start showing our home and looking at others

spike wrote:

tree_ wrote:

doug rr wrote:

tree_ wrote:pairs*

have you put a bid in on that 6 bedroom house yet?

no haven't even looked at it

first step is getting a realtor to give us an idea what we can get.. if it's good, as it seems it will be, we'll start showing our home and looking at others

Where are you getting the $300k figure for your current home?

Jorge wrote:Buy a pony

Jorge wrote:Buy a pony

tree_ wrote:guys the hard part will be finding a house Raz will agree to move into

she loves our current house and her expectations are kinda unrealistic for moving into town... not gonna find a new house like ours in the 180-200k range

she's being kind of a snob to tell you the truth

lennytheweedwhacker wrote:

tree_ wrote:guys the hard part will be finding a house Raz will agree to move into

she loves our current house and her expectations are kinda unrealistic for moving into town... not gonna find a new house like ours in the 180-200k range

she's being kind of a snob to tell you the truth

Stay or divorce

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

tragabigzanda wrote:

tree_ wrote:Look at this house she refuses to even look at because she hates the location and doesn't like the schools or people in the area

https://www.realtor.com/realestateandho ... 3654-84132

I also hate this home. No natural light and the concrete play area is a buzzkill. Team Raz.