ready for the weekend
We’re under contract, kids! In my jubilation, I managed to email one of my bosses instead of my girlfriend. I hate it when that happens…
And while I’ve been in negotiation hell for the past week, my parents have been contemplating a house of their own (I mean another one). Mom faxed me floor plans today and Dad sent me some pictures:
mom measuring how much space there is for her to install the ultra power hood for REAL cooks
a double oven?!?! omg, she doesn’t even bake…
view of the pond, i hope the feng shui checks out with grandma
