Weekend ...

On Sat, we made an appointment with our "efficient", "brilliant" and "resourceful" real estate agent for more house viewing. Yes, it's part 2 of it and I'm sure there's more to come. But I enjoy house viewing and checking out the area and perhaps even finding my potential house which I could be living in. But when I emphase on his ability, it's a force not to be reckon with. I mean when Paul rang him on last Monday and left countless voice message and it took my agent a couple of days to return his call and another day or two to get the appointment sorted out.

On the same note, I have to go through various realtor's website to hunt down houses that are posted on their website and email him those that match our requirements ! And from there he'll do the necessary findings on the house. I feel that I'm doing partial of his homework and yes, my agent gets all the commission. I can still handle that since it gave me an idea of the property market, what I get for my money and what my money can get me. I see it as a research for me as well. What really gets me is this weekend, my agent brought me to a house. Yes, it have a nice price tag to it at USD110,000 for a 3 bedroom and 2 bath. But Boy, the interior matched those to a haunted house. And I have a BIG NO NO for living together with "the others" and I made it clear to him since Day 1. You might ask why I feel that the house is haunted. Well, to begin with, the floorson the entire house are ripped out, molds are every where, windows' broken and it's dark and dingy with trees all over the yard and weeds every where. In one particular bedroom, there's this photo of a man from the 1900s. I don't even dare to walk into that room on my own and Paul have to accompany me. That particular room is neat, with the bed in place and clothes all neatly hang up in the closet.

After that particular viewing, for the very first time, Paul gave me his verdict. He told me he felt like he was intruding into someone's house and he had a feeling that someone died there. When that comment come from my wood block husband, to me, it's a confirmation that "the others" reside there. So it's a definate NO regardless of the price tag. Thanks, Agent, You can be named Agent of the Year now ! =P

On Sunday out of impulse, Paul dragged me to IKEA. They had their grand opening last week and as expected, it's packed and crowded. I mean really crowded ! There's even State Troopers (aka Traffic Police) to direct the traffic and IKEA's staffs to direct the parking.

Back in Singapore, me and my BFF-Tricia are big fans of IKEA. Yes, we would travel from the East to the West (where IKEA is) just to buy a trash bin. But I am glad that this trip broaden Paul's mindset as he have never been to IKEA and is impressed with their design and affordable price tag.
As for me, I fell in love with their Lighting Department. But the next time, I want to go there with a female. Yes, Sommer, just you and me would be perfect *grin*. I want a fellow female to share my excitement when I spot something that blew my mind away. With a man, it's just different.

Guess that's the difference between Man and Woman. =)