It started off innocent enough. My hubby would watch bits of House Hunters International and I wouldn’t pay much attention since I was usually looking for the remote so I could watch something from our DVR.
Usually it’s a show that starts with Real Housewives and ends with OC. It drives my husband crazy when I watch it.
Then it happened.
One night our little girl was winning the bedtime battle she’s been putting up for the past couple of months. By the time she settled down, it was almost 9 pm. My husband and I were finally able to sit down and eat dinner in the living room.
I was too exhausted to care what we watched so he turned on HHI. I got so into it and was talking to the people on the show like they could hear me.
“Hell no, don’t take that place. You have to walk up 6 flights of stairs!” “Are you kidding me? That first place is awesome and you’re buying that crappy house!”
And so it began.
The show hooks me in from the very beginning because I just HAVE to see what place these people end up buying. Sometimes there will be another episode on right after and I HAVE to watch that one. Screw folding laundry and cleaning up the kitchen before bed.
I’m glued to the televsion as long as the show is on. My hubby has told me to just DVR the episodes. Ha! We have so much on our DVR and we don’t have much time to watch the movies or shows but it feels so wrong to just delete them.
I’m always holding out for an added 25th hour in the day so we can catch up with the things we watch. Fingers and toes crossed! I’ll only delete on the DVR and make room if it’s something like a Mark Ruffalo movie emergency type of situation.
Not only that, my hubby seems to think I have all the time in the world to watch television during the day.
Let’s see, I make my daughter breakfast that she usually doesn’t eat, try to cram a granola bar into my mouth before she sees it because then she’ll eat most of it, clean her up, clean off her high chair tray, feed the cat, let my daughter watch Caillou while I stand there trying to remember what I was just doing, finally remember I need to wash the sheets, get a few sips of my now cold coffee, get my daughter dressed, try and distract her long enough to take my shower, take her to the playground, deal with a few tantrums, come home and give her a snack…..nope, the rest of the day just goes on like this so I can’t DVR the show and watch it later Mr. Hubby Man.
*deep breaths* deep breaths*
Most of the time I want to smack the people on the show.
Not only do they already have a home, they’re able to buy another home in a foreign country. Then, some of these people get so bratty about things they can easily fix.
I very well know that I would have things to whine and complain about when buying a home.
Actually, I don’t even need to buy a home to whine and complain but these people seem like they’re
a total pain in the ass extra picky.
I’m paraphrasing here but they’ll say things like ‘Sure the house is a steal and it’s in Italy but OMG the wall is BEIGE! We can’t possibly buy this house!’
There was a couple on the show that made me freaking homicidal.
The guy’s job (he was military and had an insane housing allowance) was taking them to Japan but instead of wanting to embrace the culture, they wanted to find a home just like the one they have in America.
They saw a gorgeous traditonal Japanese home that I would give my right arm for but this couple didn’t want something that looked Japanese.
I’ve had to take a small break from watching the show because of obvious
these people are idiots reasons but I know I’ll be back to watching it in no time.
Damn House Hunters International, I just can’t quit you!