Step #6 Buying the Condo.
You will recall from my last column that we had put Eddy the Realtor in a tricky position by telling him to approach the seller of the condo of our dreams with what he felt was a ridiculous offer: Less than half the asking price.
Occasionally someone will disparagingly call the senior mems by a name they think is slightly amusing, the latest being “the Petrified Forest.” Ha ha. Do we all feel better now? How childish.
Step #5 Buying the condo in Puerto Vallarta;
In my last column Michelle and I had finally found a condo (not quite finished) in the Centro part of town, that appeared to serve all our needs, namely: A sea view, no car needed, a pool, new kitchen, 2 bedrooms and 2 baths. The only kick in the sternum for me was, If we bought it, our budget would be exceeded by almost 50%.
Milton, a man who spoke 10 languages, wrote something about revenge and immortal hate. Having feelings along those lines as I do, I will not be attending my club, the Home of Homes, today.
We were having a wonderful natter at the club the other day and did not notice Major Rudyard Hobble rolling around in his wingback, trying to get our attention. Finally the blind admiral, who has hearing just this side of a bat, said:
“For heaven’s sake, Rudyard, what is it? You are putting me off my frosty martini and I don’t like it.”
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