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The Obligatory House Post
Aug. 29th, 2007 08:52 pmOkay - I've been hinting and implying things for a while, but I haven't had the time, the gumption, or the enthusiasm to actually sit down and write out the details. However, right now I'm finally in a good mood, feeling surprisingly energetic, and staring the approaching event in the face. So, having settled in with a little computer time to myself, and having finally gotten rid of the World's Strangest Migraine Aura (heightened sensitivity to cilantro - usually I can barely taste the stuff and it doesn't bother me, but tonight my dinner at the local Mexican restaurant tasted like it had an entire bar of Ivory soap grated over it), I should probably talk about what's going on.
We're buying a house. I know, that was probably self-evident, but I mean actually buying. Like, next week. Agreement made, inspection done, updates made, papers signed, insurance organized, sitting down to dot the i's and cross the t's in less than seven days.
I didn't want to say much before now, given how certain I was last time, and how badly it fell through. But at this point I think it's pretty much a done deal. It's a cute little house, and it's not too far from our current place - about two blocks closer to Medford Square, which is never a bad thing. It's got a fireplace, and a sun room, and a decent kitchen. There's not much backyard, but there's a nice enough front yard that I can probably work with for container gardening. And it's in good shape, and it's going to be ours.
Right now, I'm feeling like I should be feeling more. I'm spending more money than I ever have before, and I'm going into huge amounts of debt. I'm saying goodbye to a home that I've lived in for years, and that's been part of my life for over a decade. I'm finally convincing my husband to get rid of the hideous mirrored orange cube coffee table that has plagued my existence for about the same length of time. And yet, right now my mind has plateaued at a level of calm, organized equanimity - I'm making lists of things to pack, and purchases to make, and timing of events, and not panicking or jubiliating or much of anything else.
I'm sure the panic and jubiliation will come later, once this all starts seeming real. In the meantime, though, it's still nice to be able to talk about Our Future House....
We're buying a house. I know, that was probably self-evident, but I mean actually buying. Like, next week. Agreement made, inspection done, updates made, papers signed, insurance organized, sitting down to dot the i's and cross the t's in less than seven days.
I didn't want to say much before now, given how certain I was last time, and how badly it fell through. But at this point I think it's pretty much a done deal. It's a cute little house, and it's not too far from our current place - about two blocks closer to Medford Square, which is never a bad thing. It's got a fireplace, and a sun room, and a decent kitchen. There's not much backyard, but there's a nice enough front yard that I can probably work with for container gardening. And it's in good shape, and it's going to be ours.
Right now, I'm feeling like I should be feeling more. I'm spending more money than I ever have before, and I'm going into huge amounts of debt. I'm saying goodbye to a home that I've lived in for years, and that's been part of my life for over a decade. I'm finally convincing my husband to get rid of the hideous mirrored orange cube coffee table that has plagued my existence for about the same length of time. And yet, right now my mind has plateaued at a level of calm, organized equanimity - I'm making lists of things to pack, and purchases to make, and timing of events, and not panicking or jubiliating or much of anything else.
I'm sure the panic and jubiliation will come later, once this all starts seeming real. In the meantime, though, it's still nice to be able to talk about Our Future House....
