Finally the house has sold, well it sold a couple of weeks after it went onto the market, probably due to the reduced price it was put on the market for.
The Old fart is not by any stretch of the imagination a Handy man, so due to the fact that the place reallllllllly could do with some upgrading in the wiring and heating dept, we priced it at 20k less than the general market value.
OK clean and decorated it may be, but modern it is not, and the rayburn needs a good service.
Then horror of horrors we get a form from the conveyors asking stupid questions ie will we leave a lightbulb in each room and more serious ones, trying to find documents that are like 15 years old in this house is like asking for the garden to be transformed into a palm tree laden private beach, (Frekin Miracle) ok yeah I know important documents such as planning permissions and insulation bla bla bla the list goes on, should be kept in a nice folder in a safe place.
Now pre old fart days they used to be, but he seems to be determined to stash all important stuff in his shit pit of Various claimed areas, ie pre old fart days I used to have a tool box, this little box contained all the things a girl needs to change a plug, screw a screw and nail a nail etc.
Small complete and compact.
Old fart arrives and within months I can no longer find it. it has been claimed as mans work and therefore not needed by me, now this is fine if mans work actually does mans work, saying that he is a very happy man if he is down the bottom of the garden with his chainsaw, actually so am I, I cant hear him, I can only hear the buzzing of the chainsaw. (Bliss)
So the form is filled in to the best of our knowledge, except we have not recieved the Energy performance report that cost 75 quid and took the guy 20 mins to wander round the house taking the odd photo. The estate agent has it but we dont, and now the conveyors want it. WHYYYY can people not do the job they are paid for without hassle is beyond me. I should not be having to chase forms round the country when they are supposed to be forwarded to me post haste.
So I am sold subject to contract. and the kennel I am moving to is as I write being replastered and roofed. yes part of the roof blew off in the recent slightly windy weather we had.
Did anyone else see a programme on how hard it was to be a billionaire. Jeez it seems they have so many problems with all this money, I have a great solution, give some away, Waves her hand to any forthcoming billionaires, my kennel could be extended to a Double kennel. LOL.
Seriously though the issues seem to be regarding yachts planes ect and inches of the said items, if ones yacht is few inches bigger than anothers (I SAID YACHTS btw) it seems to be such a huge problem for them, FFS I promise to buy a kennel size yacht that will not threaten your inches. Deal. please forward cheque at your convenience. Thank you 🙂
The phone now rings to inform me that the surveyor will arrive next week between the hours of 9am and 3 pm, that is another day taken wiating round for some plonker to go into that bloooooooooooooooody loft again. are they eating the insulation up there……
He will apparently be wandering round for approx 3 hours, 3 HOURS Here. he is surveying it not moving in I hope! and NO I am not cooking him lunch!
After all this the sale may fall through and tbh, if it does by this time I truly do not care.
My sanity is more important and life is too short for this shit!
Have a Great Weekend
Wild (very by now)