I'm a wreck. A WRECK. Can't sleep. Low appetite. My mortgage application has been sent to underwriting. There's no reason why I shouldn't get it. I meet all the criteria. Low credit score just means it has to be looked at a second time, but it shouldn't be a problem. Again, there's no reason why I shouldn't get it. There's a good chance we'll find out tomorrow.
So what's the worry? Because it's still not certain and we have to move BY WEDNESDAY. A week. Whether I get this house or not. The plan is to leave for FL on Tuesday for closing on Wednesday. But I have to give Marjorie possession of the TN house by Wednesday morning. And the ReloCube is here... and it's leaving for Florida on Monday. 6x7x8 is a lot smaller than I'd thought. So the couch and recliners are going to the Women's Shelter.
Anyway, that's all. I'm just a nervous little thing. Most of the upstairs packing is done; time to start bringing things up from the basement and making trips to get rid of trash (boxes and packing things and such). Freakin' out... as I am prone to do.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Pride (in the name of Truck)
So you may or may not remember back when I broke the thermostat housing on my car. I was performing one of the very easiest of automotive repairs- replacing the thermostat. And I didn't get the housing seated correctly and I broke the damn thing trying to tighten it. The repair that would have cost me $14 ended up costing well over $200.
Well, a few months ago, I was trying to figure out the source(s) of rattles and pings under the hood of Eric's truck, and I discovered it had the wrong serpentine belt on it. Completely wrong- 6 grooves instead of 7. And it had been like that since he got the truck, about 5 years ago. Today, in preparation for the move, I replaced the serpentine belt. Let me say that again: I replaced the serpentine belt. The tensioner was really tight and that's what ended up being the only problem, but I got it done in, oh, less than an hour. And I swear, it sounds like a different vehicle. It sounds great, and the little vibrations and shakes are gone (we had chalked those up to the fact that it's a 16-year-old Dodge). It's pretty sweet now. And I didn't break nothin'.
Well, a few months ago, I was trying to figure out the source(s) of rattles and pings under the hood of Eric's truck, and I discovered it had the wrong serpentine belt on it. Completely wrong- 6 grooves instead of 7. And it had been like that since he got the truck, about 5 years ago. Today, in preparation for the move, I replaced the serpentine belt. Let me say that again: I replaced the serpentine belt. The tensioner was really tight and that's what ended up being the only problem, but I got it done in, oh, less than an hour. And I swear, it sounds like a different vehicle. It sounds great, and the little vibrations and shakes are gone (we had chalked those up to the fact that it's a 16-year-old Dodge). It's pretty sweet now. And I didn't break nothin'.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Fires
So, those of you involved in academia will know that there are always little fires to be put out- usually just before the start of something or just before the end of it. Here's the fire I had to put out today:
My mortgage people in Florida wanted a copy of my final letter of acceptance from Florida State. Sure thing, I thought. I'd gotten it about a week ago. They needed it because the documentation of my assistantship said (of course) that it was contingent upon admittance to the University. No problem. I should have read the letter more carefully when I got it. I pulled out the final letter to scan it... and noticed... at the bottom... that my acceptance to the MFA program was contingent on... having received a Masters degree. What? I'm going into a Masters program. Nowhere is it written I have to finish this one before starting a different one. No one else has to have a Masters degree to get into this program!
So Friday, I called my contact at the School of Theatre. She gave me the number of someone in admissions. I had to leave a message, and I also sent an email, because I've found, when dealing with University administration, it's always best to attack on every possible front. If I weren't almost ten hours away, I'd have shown up at her office, too. I also forwarded my email to my advisor.
I had no response by late this morning, so I called again. Guess what? She's on vacation. So I pressed 0 For Immediate Assistance. I was routed through 3 people, and left a message for someone else. Someone Else called me back a couple of hours later. They were just a little confused, since you're not supposed to be enrolled at two different schools at the same time. I explained that I wouldn't be in classes at both schools at the same time- I'll be at ETSU again next summer, when I'm not in classes in Florida. Oh, well, that explains it all. No problem. The condition is removed and he's sending me another letter of admission. And I got him to send me an email saying just that.
So here's what I don't get: why was my admission contingent on completing my current degree program prior to starting there? I had all the required criteria for admission. I can understand how they might make it contingent on "not being enrolled in any other Masters degree program," but why was I required to finish it, when no one else would be required to have a Masters degree already to get in. It's beyond me. Luckily, though, this is the first and so far only glitch I've run across in dealing with FSU administration. After dealing with ETSU for two years, I'm just beside myself about it. ETSU is quite possibly the worst-run University in the country. It's certainly the worst I've dealt with, and I've dealt with a lot of colleges.
So that's pretty much all. I'm in a holding pattern now, waiting for the appraisal of my new house to come in, and waiting for the mortgage people to tell me when closing is- and, of course, that I've actually got the loan. Just... waiting. I officially picked out my refrigerator (and I'm spending $50 more for the "EnergyStar" rated one- it'll save me around $15 a year on electricity). It's very cool; I've wanted a side-by-side fridge my whole life. It's big, 26 cubic feet, and has filtered ice and water in the door and shelves that pull out, and it's "stainless look," meaning it's steel, but it's got a finish on it that doesn't show fingerprints. And it matches the range and dishwasher and microwave. Here's a picture. I'm such a House Nerd, excited by a refrigerator. Here's a picture: Unfortunately, some of the reviews I've read say it's kind of loud.
Anyway, I started thinking today about all the things I'm going to have to buy because the house is brand new, things I wouldn't have to worry about if the house had been lived in before- like window coverings for all the windows. I don't even have cheapo mini-blinds. And some sort of outdoor storage thing for the lawn mower, since there's nowhere to keep it currently. And, of course, a washer and dryer (I sold my old washer and dryer with the house, and they were less than a year old!). When I say I'm moving to a small town, I mean it. The nearest laundromat is 18 miles away, in Tallahassee. And a fence for the back yard, so the doggy can go out by herself. And a mailbox- can you believe my house doesn't even come with a mailbox? And hopefully, I can pick up off-air TV signals with an antenna, and hopefully I can still get them if the antenna is in the attic, so it doesn't have to go on the roof, and hopefully, it won't be too hard to wire electricity to the antenna in the attic- which is accessed through a little square in the roof of a bedroom. Not in a closet. A bedroom. Without pulldown stairs (I guess my ladder will be living in the outdoor storage thingy).
I don't want anyone to think I'm all "Woe is me; I have to buy a bunch of stuff to go with my brand new little house 15 minutes from the Gulf of Mexico." I'm just thinking out loud/in print. Feel free to skim, or not to read at all. I've said it before- if this saga had started six months ago, I'd be all set. As you may know, all this started six weeks ago, so I'm still playing catch-up.
What else do I need? I can tell you what I want, that will have to wait, probably: a back door. Daddy says it won't be hard to do, but with all these other things I really need immediately, the back door is on the back burner. And I need some sort of decking for the patio furniture and the grill I already have.
OK, enough of the thinking in print. I'm sure you have better things to do, like plan gender-neutral bedding for your fetus' crib from IKEA. I'm all for gender-neutral bedding. I've slept in it for years. By the way, I think that "Dos Equis" is a lovely name for a child. That or "Marmoset." Of course, I have a niece who calls herself "Bug," so what do I know?
My mortgage people in Florida wanted a copy of my final letter of acceptance from Florida State. Sure thing, I thought. I'd gotten it about a week ago. They needed it because the documentation of my assistantship said (of course) that it was contingent upon admittance to the University. No problem. I should have read the letter more carefully when I got it. I pulled out the final letter to scan it... and noticed... at the bottom... that my acceptance to the MFA program was contingent on... having received a Masters degree. What? I'm going into a Masters program. Nowhere is it written I have to finish this one before starting a different one. No one else has to have a Masters degree to get into this program!
So Friday, I called my contact at the School of Theatre. She gave me the number of someone in admissions. I had to leave a message, and I also sent an email, because I've found, when dealing with University administration, it's always best to attack on every possible front. If I weren't almost ten hours away, I'd have shown up at her office, too. I also forwarded my email to my advisor.
I had no response by late this morning, so I called again. Guess what? She's on vacation. So I pressed 0 For Immediate Assistance. I was routed through 3 people, and left a message for someone else. Someone Else called me back a couple of hours later. They were just a little confused, since you're not supposed to be enrolled at two different schools at the same time. I explained that I wouldn't be in classes at both schools at the same time- I'll be at ETSU again next summer, when I'm not in classes in Florida. Oh, well, that explains it all. No problem. The condition is removed and he's sending me another letter of admission. And I got him to send me an email saying just that.
So here's what I don't get: why was my admission contingent on completing my current degree program prior to starting there? I had all the required criteria for admission. I can understand how they might make it contingent on "not being enrolled in any other Masters degree program," but why was I required to finish it, when no one else would be required to have a Masters degree already to get in. It's beyond me. Luckily, though, this is the first and so far only glitch I've run across in dealing with FSU administration. After dealing with ETSU for two years, I'm just beside myself about it. ETSU is quite possibly the worst-run University in the country. It's certainly the worst I've dealt with, and I've dealt with a lot of colleges.
So that's pretty much all. I'm in a holding pattern now, waiting for the appraisal of my new house to come in, and waiting for the mortgage people to tell me when closing is- and, of course, that I've actually got the loan. Just... waiting. I officially picked out my refrigerator (and I'm spending $50 more for the "EnergyStar" rated one- it'll save me around $15 a year on electricity). It's very cool; I've wanted a side-by-side fridge my whole life. It's big, 26 cubic feet, and has filtered ice and water in the door and shelves that pull out, and it's "stainless look," meaning it's steel, but it's got a finish on it that doesn't show fingerprints. And it matches the range and dishwasher and microwave. Here's a picture. I'm such a House Nerd, excited by a refrigerator. Here's a picture: Unfortunately, some of the reviews I've read say it's kind of loud.
Anyway, I started thinking today about all the things I'm going to have to buy because the house is brand new, things I wouldn't have to worry about if the house had been lived in before- like window coverings for all the windows. I don't even have cheapo mini-blinds. And some sort of outdoor storage thing for the lawn mower, since there's nowhere to keep it currently. And, of course, a washer and dryer (I sold my old washer and dryer with the house, and they were less than a year old!). When I say I'm moving to a small town, I mean it. The nearest laundromat is 18 miles away, in Tallahassee. And a fence for the back yard, so the doggy can go out by herself. And a mailbox- can you believe my house doesn't even come with a mailbox? And hopefully, I can pick up off-air TV signals with an antenna, and hopefully I can still get them if the antenna is in the attic, so it doesn't have to go on the roof, and hopefully, it won't be too hard to wire electricity to the antenna in the attic- which is accessed through a little square in the roof of a bedroom. Not in a closet. A bedroom. Without pulldown stairs (I guess my ladder will be living in the outdoor storage thingy).
I don't want anyone to think I'm all "Woe is me; I have to buy a bunch of stuff to go with my brand new little house 15 minutes from the Gulf of Mexico." I'm just thinking out loud/in print. Feel free to skim, or not to read at all. I've said it before- if this saga had started six months ago, I'd be all set. As you may know, all this started six weeks ago, so I'm still playing catch-up.
What else do I need? I can tell you what I want, that will have to wait, probably: a back door. Daddy says it won't be hard to do, but with all these other things I really need immediately, the back door is on the back burner. And I need some sort of decking for the patio furniture and the grill I already have.
OK, enough of the thinking in print. I'm sure you have better things to do, like plan gender-neutral bedding for your fetus' crib from IKEA. I'm all for gender-neutral bedding. I've slept in it for years. By the way, I think that "Dos Equis" is a lovely name for a child. That or "Marmoset." Of course, I have a niece who calls herself "Bug," so what do I know?
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Moving, Mortgages, and Idiot Bankers
Latest updates:
1) I officially don't own my house anymore- it closed on Thursday. Whoo hoo!
2) I can't get the super wonderful USDA-guaranteed mortgage because USDA won't count my assistantship as income. Because it's temporary, only for three years. Like I couldn't quit my job or get fired within three years! That's just dumb.
3) The flaky mortgage guy at my bank- who takes days to return calls- discovered yesterday that he can't process an FHA loan for Florida. It has to be processed either in the state where the house is or a state bordering that state. How it took over a month to find that out, I'll never know. So he's passed me along to a banker in Georgia. Hopefully she'll be much less flaky than he was. He assures me they can count my assistantship as income. Which it IS.
4) The original plan was to take the proceeds from the sale of the TN house, and use them to pay off my car, and to pay down credit cards, in order to get my debt-to-income ratio down to within limits. Eric did some research, and for installment debt (like a car payment), FHA won't even count it as debt if it's within 10 months of being paid off. So I paid the car down to that.
5) I'd thought I'd throw the leftover from the car at the credit cards. Flaky Banker Man said he thought I should not pay down the cards at all till after the house is bought. He thought it would be better for me to have some cash reserves. I asked, "What about my debt to income ratio?" He told me that when he ran the numbers, he ran them as if I'd paid off the car but not the cards, and I was fine. So that's very, VERY good. To further the goodness, I got my yearly review at work this week- and a nice little raise, which will help with that ratio even more.
6) The real estate agent who brokered the sale of my house is also the buyer's current landlord. Because he has 4 apartments coming open in August, he told her he's willing to be "flexible" about making her move out. That means that if we can't close on my house in Florida by July 31st, it's not the end of the world, and gives us a little more time to work with if we absolutely need it. And that's VERY good news.
So that's where we are right now. Cross your fingers that Georgia Mortgage Woman is on the ball. It's still possible to close by the 31st if all goes well and quickly. I checked into how much it would cost using PODS, and it was WAY WAY expensive. I also checked ABF U-Pack containers, which were still expensive but half of what PODS are. The ABF container is about twice what it would cost to use a U-Haul. Since I've got some cash on-hand, I'm thinking VERY seriously about it. It would make things a LOT less stressful. With the U-Haul, I'd have the truck for (I think) four days. That's a day to pack, two to move, and another to unload. Doable, for sure, but really stressful. The U-Pack container would sit in my yard for two or three days, then they'd bring it to my new house for me, and I'd have another couple days to unpack. Plus I wouldn't have to drive the truck, my parents wouldn't have to help, and we wouldn't have to take four vehicles (the truck, my car, Eric's pickup, AND my parents' car). I think that's a pretty good option.
I guess that's about it. Mom and Dad are coming to Pigeon Forge this weekend to take the kids to Dollywood- like I've been trying to get them to do for more than three years now. Dad will go crazy over the Thunderhead and Mystery Mine. I think we'll have a great time. Eric doesn't think he'll come, though. He has no desire to pack and stuff when he comes home from work during the week, and needs to use Saturday for that. I don't blame him. I forced him to Dollywood and Splash Country last Saturday. It was fun, but I can think of very few people I know besides myself who would want to go to a theme park two weekends in a row.
In other news, Minnie Pearl has decided she wants to go outside, I'm getting tranquilizers for her and for Kitty Wells for the long drive to Crawfordville, and Trixie Cornbread has become a Great Huntress and has developed a taste for the moths that congregate on the front porch. Before she goes inside, we have to lift her up and help her pick them off the wall. Bless 'er! And bless y'all!
1) I officially don't own my house anymore- it closed on Thursday. Whoo hoo!
2) I can't get the super wonderful USDA-guaranteed mortgage because USDA won't count my assistantship as income. Because it's temporary, only for three years. Like I couldn't quit my job or get fired within three years! That's just dumb.
3) The flaky mortgage guy at my bank- who takes days to return calls- discovered yesterday that he can't process an FHA loan for Florida. It has to be processed either in the state where the house is or a state bordering that state. How it took over a month to find that out, I'll never know. So he's passed me along to a banker in Georgia. Hopefully she'll be much less flaky than he was. He assures me they can count my assistantship as income. Which it IS.
4) The original plan was to take the proceeds from the sale of the TN house, and use them to pay off my car, and to pay down credit cards, in order to get my debt-to-income ratio down to within limits. Eric did some research, and for installment debt (like a car payment), FHA won't even count it as debt if it's within 10 months of being paid off. So I paid the car down to that.
5) I'd thought I'd throw the leftover from the car at the credit cards. Flaky Banker Man said he thought I should not pay down the cards at all till after the house is bought. He thought it would be better for me to have some cash reserves. I asked, "What about my debt to income ratio?" He told me that when he ran the numbers, he ran them as if I'd paid off the car but not the cards, and I was fine. So that's very, VERY good. To further the goodness, I got my yearly review at work this week- and a nice little raise, which will help with that ratio even more.
6) The real estate agent who brokered the sale of my house is also the buyer's current landlord. Because he has 4 apartments coming open in August, he told her he's willing to be "flexible" about making her move out. That means that if we can't close on my house in Florida by July 31st, it's not the end of the world, and gives us a little more time to work with if we absolutely need it. And that's VERY good news.
So that's where we are right now. Cross your fingers that Georgia Mortgage Woman is on the ball. It's still possible to close by the 31st if all goes well and quickly. I checked into how much it would cost using PODS, and it was WAY WAY expensive. I also checked ABF U-Pack containers, which were still expensive but half of what PODS are. The ABF container is about twice what it would cost to use a U-Haul. Since I've got some cash on-hand, I'm thinking VERY seriously about it. It would make things a LOT less stressful. With the U-Haul, I'd have the truck for (I think) four days. That's a day to pack, two to move, and another to unload. Doable, for sure, but really stressful. The U-Pack container would sit in my yard for two or three days, then they'd bring it to my new house for me, and I'd have another couple days to unpack. Plus I wouldn't have to drive the truck, my parents wouldn't have to help, and we wouldn't have to take four vehicles (the truck, my car, Eric's pickup, AND my parents' car). I think that's a pretty good option.
I guess that's about it. Mom and Dad are coming to Pigeon Forge this weekend to take the kids to Dollywood- like I've been trying to get them to do for more than three years now. Dad will go crazy over the Thunderhead and Mystery Mine. I think we'll have a great time. Eric doesn't think he'll come, though. He has no desire to pack and stuff when he comes home from work during the week, and needs to use Saturday for that. I don't blame him. I forced him to Dollywood and Splash Country last Saturday. It was fun, but I can think of very few people I know besides myself who would want to go to a theme park two weekends in a row.
In other news, Minnie Pearl has decided she wants to go outside, I'm getting tranquilizers for her and for Kitty Wells for the long drive to Crawfordville, and Trixie Cornbread has become a Great Huntress and has developed a taste for the moths that congregate on the front porch. Before she goes inside, we have to lift her up and help her pick them off the wall. Bless 'er! And bless y'all!
Friday, July 04, 2008
Today
Amendment I
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.
Amendment II
A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.
Amendment III
No soldier shall, in time of peace be quartered in any house, without the consent of the owner, nor in time of war, but in a manner to be prescribed by law.
Amendment IV
The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.
Amendment V
No person shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a grand jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the militia, when in actual service in time of war or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offense to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation.
Amendment VI
In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial, by an impartial jury of the state and district wherein the crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have the assistance of counsel for his defense.
Amendment VII
In suits at common law, where the value in controversy shall exceed twenty dollars, the right of trial by jury shall be preserved, and no fact tried by a jury, shall be otherwise reexamined in any court of the United States, than according to the rules of the common law.
Amendment VIII
Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted.
Amendment IX
The enumeration in the Constitution, of certain rights, shall not be construed to deny or disparage others retained by the people.
Amendment X
The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the states, are reserved to the states respectively, or to the people.
AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT.
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.
Amendment II
A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.
Amendment III
No soldier shall, in time of peace be quartered in any house, without the consent of the owner, nor in time of war, but in a manner to be prescribed by law.
Amendment IV
The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.
Amendment V
No person shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a grand jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the militia, when in actual service in time of war or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offense to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation.
Amendment VI
In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial, by an impartial jury of the state and district wherein the crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have the assistance of counsel for his defense.
Amendment VII
In suits at common law, where the value in controversy shall exceed twenty dollars, the right of trial by jury shall be preserved, and no fact tried by a jury, shall be otherwise reexamined in any court of the United States, than according to the rules of the common law.
Amendment VIII
Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted.
Amendment IX
The enumeration in the Constitution, of certain rights, shall not be construed to deny or disparage others retained by the people.
Amendment X
The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the states, are reserved to the states respectively, or to the people.
AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Whoo hoo!
I just realized that I've been posting to my myspace blog, but not this one. Guess it's time to catch you up. When I say "you," I mean the one person who reads this. Hi!
My house is officially, completely, contracts-signed, and inspections-done sold. We close on Thursday, and I get to stay here till July 31st.
I went to Florida with my mother and nephew a couple weeks ago to find a place to live there. I now have a sweet little house under contract, just waiting for my current house to close to really get the ball rolling. It's about 25 miles south of Tallahassee in a very small town with dirt roads, and we'll be only 15 minutes from the ocean, and a beach covered in tiny little sand crabs. It's a lovely little yellow house, with three bedrooms and a screened front porch with a ceiling fan- necessary for Florida. And (amazingly) it's brand-new construction. No one has ever lived there before, and when all is said and done, it will cost about $200 a month less than my current mortgage, even though the purchase price is much higher. And Eric and I will each have our own bathrooms. And a kitchen pantry (not a pantry each, silly)! And steel appliances, and enough counter space that I won't have to move the coffee maker to cut up some chicken. I'm really, really excited about this wonderful little house. Even though I'll be out in a rural area, I can be at school in about 35 minutes. The only things about the house that need fixing are that it needs a fence in the back (that'll be done, like, immediately), and it doesn't have a back door. Isn't that bizarre? The only door is the front door. But putting in a back door really won't be all that difficult or expensive. I expect to have it by Christmas.
We got the house found and under contract in about 4 days, and then we took my nephew to Busch Gardens in Tampa. Turns out for the same price as one-day admission, you can have unlimited entry till Dec. 31. So all three of us now have passes. I upgraded mine for an additional charge, and now I get free parking and 10% off food and souvenir purchases. It's already almost paid for itself. Busch Gardens is a GREAT park. My nephew said he likes it more than any of the Disney parks, except maybe Epcot. He thought Epcot might be a tie. And, thanks to some well-placed plexiglass, I got to put my face within an inch of a sleeping tiger's face. I can't even begin to tell you how amazing that was. They're impressive when you're 10 feet away. Being 2 inches away will take your breath.
So that's the news from here. We haven't even started packing yet. It's just too daunting. If I weren't selling the house to good friends, I'd just leave some crap behind. That would be rude to do to strangers, and extremely rude to do to friends! We've got to pare down, though. The new house is 200 sq ft smaller, and doesn't have a basement. My house in TN is FULL- and so is the basement.
Hope all is well with you and yours. If the Wondrous Chain of Events continues, I should own a new lovely home in Crawfordville, FL in about 3 weeks. Cross your fingers!
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