Does that title make sense to anybody? You know the SNL bit? (I'm assuming the answer is yes. If not, look it up. It's funny shit.) Anyway, that's how I'm feeling about things right now.

So, the Charmer didn't appraise and we're renegotiating with the Pricks (aka the sellers). We told the Pricks that we wanted them to drop the price to the appraised price (another $13k) and keep the $13k intact for closing and repair costs that we'd already negotiated. The Pricks came back (after 5 days) and said they'd drop the price to the appraised price, but only pay $1000 toward closing and repairs. We countered saying appraised price, $13k for closing and repairs, but we'd give them the $2600 savings we'd net in the down payment at the lower price. They were supposed to get back to us tonight because they think we're leaving for Costa Rica at 6am tomorrow (really it's Friday). And guess what? Not a fucking peep. Dude and I have argued about it all night. Dude thinks we're paying too much for the house and is strongly opposed to paying another penny; I think it would be worth it to get the Pricks to cover the closing costs ($8k) but not the repairs ($5k). It all just SUCKS. And it is going to come down to one of these scenarios:

1) We get the house at the terms that are sitting in front of the Pricks now. I rejoice. Dude sighs and is resigned to the fact that we're buying what he now calls "the white elephant." Nice.

2) The Pricks counter with something that has us splitting the closing and repair costs with them. I want to do it. Dude doesn't. I can't make him. Maybe he caves because I cry. I rejoice. Dude resents me and my girl tears. Or he doesn't cave and we move on to option 3.

3) The Pricks say no/we can't come to terms by Wednesday (our final deadline for having this in the bag)/option 2 ends in Dude's favor. We don't buy the house. Dude rejoices. I resent him for being a cheap bastard.

I simply am not seeing a clear path to a wholly happy ending at this juncture. But I still want that damn house. Ugh. Maybe this should tell me that the Charmer is not the house for us, but I just feel like it is. Dude and I can't even agree on what "the signs" mean. He thinks that it's been too much work already to get it and we must be blind to see that it's time to move on. I think we have worked so hard to get where we are because it's meant to be ours. Dang you, Charmer! Why are you so enticing? Why do I love you so? I can't quit you.

(How do I start with SNL and end with Brokeback Mountain? What is wrong with my brain?)