mo asses

the cheese and i are now looking to purchase our first home. for as much as we pay in monthly rent, we could have our own front door, our own garage, our own washer and dryer. i have been pushed over the line; living with the loudingtons above us makes me realize, finally, that apartment living will never be 100% comfortable. plus, i really do want my own front door. and garage. and yard. you know, for the kids.

update on the loudingtons: ms. loudington is still a dumb bitch, but now it has to come to our attention that she also "cares about nobody but herself." this from mr. loudington, who shouted this from the bathroom and then proceeded to break something. speaking of caring about nobody but yourself- we can hear you, you know. all day, and all night.

anyhow, my realtor friend linda brought some listings over to the bar last night, and i pored over them eagerly. they are all townhomes. chris liked a three bedroom, two bath affair in schaumburg. i think he mostly liked it because of the monthly assesments, or the 'mo asses," which covers lawnwork, exterior house work, gas, etc. "two hundred dollars in 'mo asses,'" chris said appraisingly. "that's a lot of asses. and you know what they say: the mo asses, the better."

well, not really. anyhoo, the whole prospect is very exciting, and i hope to possibly be a homeowner in six-ish months. as linda says, "there's a home for everyone." i just hope my home comes with a maid.