Unreasonable, Demanding & Excessive

Those are 3 adjectives that were given to Blake and I this last weekend.  Once again, No House For Us.  The short story is that there were some safety issue that the home inspector found that we wanted taken care of before we moved in.  The garage had no fire-rated sheet rock (it didn't have anything at all,  just insulation hanging down which was installed wrong) and we asked that that be fixed and some electrical problems be addressed.  I think the seller put more value in her orange painted kitchen and bright teal master bedroom than actual safety concerns.  I won't get nasty about it because I really do have faith that everything happens for a reason and that when you pray for answers, you really will receive them (sometimes differently than you expect).  One positive thing about apartment living is the free heated pool.  That is how we've been spending our days and I think I'm pretty lucky that I have a husband that encouraged me yesterday to take the kids to the pool to hang out for a few hours.  It so rough, but I'll make sure I work on my tan.