Interesting times lead to a need for flexibility. Today’s our 24th wedding anniversary, but there was no nice dinner or evening out. We’re up to our asses in alligators with the packing and prepping and OH!, YEAH! I needed to put a few hours in for my job, so we’ll delay the anniversary celebration for a couple of weeks and then find something to do in our new hometown.
Our mortgage loan funded today, so all that’s left to do is close escrow and record everything. That should happen first thing tomorrow, and by noon tomorrow we’ll have keys and be homeowners again. And heavily into the task of UNpacking at the other end. It’s all a little bit unreal, but I’m grateful that we’re just a day or two from the point where it truly will be all downhill from there.
While our new home doesn’t have a pool or jacuzzi (might have been nice, but not a deal breaker at all) it does have a nice jetted tub. I’m bruised from head to toe and feel like I’ve gone twelve rounds with Mike Tyson, so come Thursday night when I’m at the new house, this will get used regularly!
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