the day after anxiety attacks and urgent care
we decided to ADULT
we got the houseclean for the landlord to do a walkthru
(mostly the husband, while I was sleeping, he has evil insomnia, but now our house is so pretty?)
and then we got a realtor
and actually went and looked at a house
with a horror movie room, istg
it made me think of that twitter spiel that’s been wandering around, with the lady who said she suddenly realized she was every dumb white lady in every horror movie ever and all because of some roses and a porcelain tub? I mean, we actively noticed the creepy, but still
for one thing the place didn’t smell right
the realtor was all, dogs maybe?
but I’ve been in scuzzy pet stores and shelters, I’ve known people who had sick pets or sick people and got behind with the pets
it was not dogs
(speaking of, they just had the dogs in the backyard, running around while no one was home, so not only is that not safe for the dogs, we the people viewing the house couldn’t actually look at the back of the house, or the foundation, or the yard, or the fence, because free-range unknown dogs jumping about.)
the smell also wasn’t, you know, oh we forgot to take the trash out and it sat for a week, or oops we should’ve shampooed the rugs this was
unpleasant and yet completely unidentifiable
(I mean, I don’t think it was a dead body smell, to judge from previous experience with roadkill and that one time we got squirrels in the walls when I was a kid? but it was not a good thing either)
and one of the bedrooms was locked
including the one from the bathroom, like, have you ever seen a bedroom-to-bathroom door that is lockable from inside the bedroom rather than the bathroom?
and no one was home, but both doors were locked so like … how did the owner get in there?
why would you lock a door when you have an appointment for a realtor to show your house so people have to be able to walk through it?
what were they hiding?
so yeah, we’re definitely not getting that one