It’s official: I hate Colorado

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Okay, here’s why you know, love and read my blog: I’m going to have a small bitchfest.

Yesterday our Erie-area realtor (uncapitalized, tyvm) calls and says she has a guy who wants to offer us $10k under our asking price for the house. That would be the price we paid three years ago, before replacing the windows and doors, doing landscaping and stocking w/ brand-new appliances.

I said I’d talk to Hawk but I knew it was gonna be thanks but no thanks. The more I thought about it, the more insulted I got. We set a more than fair price on that house. We’re not a car dealership where you’re going to go back and forth on the suggested retail price. We’re a Wal-Mart: the price is the price. Period.

So Hawk and I discussed it and discussed it and we were basically of the opinion that we’d rather keep the house than sell it for a penny less. Today I get home from being out (Hawk continued on to Borders and Safeway; I’m, exhausted — more later) and there’s a message that the couple has accepted our “counteroffer.” Fucking hell. It’s not a counteroffer; it’s the fucking price.

So Hawk has no idea about this. Should be interesting. Anyway, they said yesterday that the sale would be contingent on them selling their existing house. Yeah, I feel real confident about that. I’m looking it up in another window atm.

Anyway, we go into Best Buy in Fort Collins today to buy a $600 camcorder and no one would help us. We were standing next to it, we knew what we wanted, all we needed was someone to hand us a box. So fuck them. But what pisses me off was that it was a whole trip wasted.

Truth be told, we’re not digging CO so much. To start with, we’ve just been told lie after lie after lie since we moved. It started w/ the furniture, then the Internet access, then the price of the satellite TV (which is our only option in this apt), Hawk’s benefits… it just seems to go on and on. I guess nothing is what we thought it would be or what we expected.

Funny thing is, we’ve been having the same feelings but only recently shared themw/ each other. We feel very exposed. Like how houses are out here — you can be driving along the road and you see a house from way far away but you can see it b/c there’s no roll to the land, no trees, nothing. Just this farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere.

It’s also weird that the only trees we see are these staked-too-high saplings. Hawk saw two crows yesterday; otherwise we haven’t seen any birds. Everything is just so new and seems so plastic. Sure, at first it was fun to see the malls and that but it’s not worth the drive in the heat.

And that’s another thing — I never thought I’d get so sick of sunshine in my life. The weather is exactly. the. same. every. day. It’s in the 90s, sunny and dry. It rained once not long after we moved in and I think we may have had an overnight thunderstorm once. But it’s July! It’s summer! If it doesn’t rain now, when does it rain?

I think I’m living in The Sims.

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