Proof Of Life – June 26th

Dare we hope that there’s light at the end of the tunnel which is not, in fact, an oncoming, runaway freight train?

Is there enough slack in my schedule and deadlines for us to make a trip up to Victor Valley to look at houses for our Forever Home this weekend? Or do we just MAKE the time to do it, one way or the other, because there will always be plenty of excuses to put it off another week?

Part of the new urgency is doing the Zillow Dance, finding houses that we really like, seeing that they have open houses that we can’t get to, and then seeing them sold. There’s a long, long list of houses that were “pretty good” that we never got to see at all that are now gone. Worse, there’s a shorter list of houses that we absolutely fell in love with online, some of which we actually DID go see and walk through and kick the tires, all of which are now gone.

What are the words in that song from “Wicked?”

Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It’s time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes and leap.

I’ll probably try to keep my eyes open, safer that way, but it’s leaping time.

Yesterday I noted that we were halfway to Christmas. I’ve also mentioned that I would love to find a Forever Home with LOTS of opportunities to display MORE lights. And then even MORE!

Unfortunately, one really nice house that we’ve had on our radar which would have been SPECTACULAR for displaying Christmas lights (right on a main road, tons of roofline and bushes and trees and fence in front) appears to be in the process of sorting through multiple offers, none of which is ours. I guess if the gods want it to be ours so I can put up all of those lights, we’ll need some divine intervention. Isn’t Santa Clause a god? At least a demigod? An elf? Something?

HEY! *whistles shrilly* A LITTLE HELP?! 🎅🤶🧑‍🎄