House shoppin

8 am wake up call this morning. Pace had set up for us to meet our realtor in Vienna (an hour west of here, still DC suburbs) and then tour houses. We get there 15 minutes early. This alone was a major accomplishment. Come to find out we can’t see the first house until 11am. It’s 10. Breakfast McD’s style.

First house – not bad, kinda ghetto. 45 years old. Cokey didn’t like it at all. So we go for the second house? Nope. The asshole currently occupying it didn’t want to show it on Sunday: F**kwad. So we go BACK to Vienna and look at some more houses on the computer.

This continues and finally, 150 miles of driving around the metropolitan Washington DC area, we find a kick ass house and put down the dinero for it. We’re up against two other groups/families who put down money/applications. Everyone pray that we get this house. It would be so phat I would do a dance all over my desk and film it for you to boot.