Insurance

So the next step in our journey toward condo ownership involves getting homeowner's insurance. Aaron and I both just about choked to death on our nachos from Taco Bell when we heard this news from the title company. However, it turns out that it's not as expensive as we thought. I have an appointment next week with a nice man named Andy to help us sort it out. His name made me think of that show "Andy Richter Controls the Universe". Do you remember that? I don't know why they cancel all the good shows.

But, I digress. So, when I talked to Andy the insurance man, he was asking me about everything that we own - he even asked how much my jewelry is worth. Uh, most of my stuff is from Claire's and girlprops.com. I don't think my fake pave rhinestones need to be insured, dahling. And if we had a bunch of expensive shit that needed to be insured, do you think we'd be moving into a one bedroom condo, Andy? Do you?