So I have to confess that it's been a bit of a challenge for me to be in a good mood this week. See, I took the week off from work. Not to go anywhere, mind you, as that would require money we don't have. No, I just took it because I had the time to take and I thought it would be nice to relax for a spell before school starts again in September. But then this last weekend came and brought with it decisions, decisions that we made, specifically the decision to try to sell our condo and move.
Off our fucking rockers we are.
So yeah, a single conversation betwixt the Ash and I pretty much sealed the deal. We just started talking and by the end of the night we had made our decision. We don't need more space or a better location, we're good on those fronts. No, while the reasons to move are multiple, the main thing that we need is a yard that a little boy can play in...and later two little boys. When we decided to buy this place, we completely underestimated Henry's need to be outdoors. I figured that wouldn't kick in until age 4 or 5, by which time we had planned to be out of here anyway. But no, the kid needs the outdoors, the trees and the grass and the sunshine and the ants and the squirrels and all that. Right now, the kid walks outside and he's greeted by a parking lot. Thus, we find ourselves visiting our local parks pretty often.
And oh, but The Holmes was pissed as the realization came crashing down upon him that his week off would be spent getting his condo ready to sell, as he saw all his looked-forward-to free time blown away like the pages of the only copy of a brilliant manuscript by a cruel wind. Curses! Oh, I was pissed my friends, and not much fun to be around for a while there.
But I think I've gotten over it, and I'm about half-way through the work we've decided to do. Tonight, Tim and Julie were kind enough to come over and help us hang up new ceiling fans. And they brought their little girl Stella, so the kiddos got in some play time. Lucky for me, Tim got stuck with the harder of the two fans we were hanging, but he came through with a flourish. They stayed much later than they needed to, and for that we are grateful. After they had left, I was in a rush to get everything cleaned up and all the trash thrown away, which involved several trips out to the dumpster. A few minutes after the last trip, I was admiring Tim's handiwork when all of a sudden I realized that I was going to have to go dumpster diving since I had thrown away the box with the light bulb globes. Goddamn but I am brilliant sometimes. Want me to watch your kids?
So our place should be on the market by Labor Day. I'm going to do my best not to be an impatient bundle of nerves over it until it sells.
On a completely unrelated note, I ran across this video on last.fm. I clicked on it because the artist is called Goddamn Electric Bill, which sounds more like a band that should be opening for the Supersuckers, but it isn't. Enjoy.
12 comments:
I'm going to have some really bad monkey nightmares tonight.
and then possibly some therapy.
but I couldn't look away....
good luck on the home sale.
that was cool
yards rule, we want to move too, but the only thing keeping us here is the yard
It took me about 2 minutes before I finally resigned myself thet that song didn't have a huge long intro and the vocals were just about to start.
I want to move, but we like the area we're in and could only afford a better house in a worse area or a worse house in a better area so we're staying put.
austin, right?
Are you staying there? is it worth it? do you want a roomrenter who makes his room smell like a junior high gym locker?
Move to 04!
Maybe it's me, but I loved the song and the video. Thanks for sharing.
Oh, and after moving twice in the last year, I can commiserate with you. Good luck.
Good luck with the sale of your condo.
I can sympathize with your dumpster diving. I have had to do that several times in our remodel for the same reasons as you.
Have you found your next house already?
Thanks for the well wishes all.
re: RTK, we have not been looking in earnest. We're planning to rent a house somewhere in our area, but haven't been looking in earnest just yet.
I can identify with Henry’s need to have a yard. We like our house a lot and got it right when interest rates were super low; 5.125..woot. Jackson would be more devastated, though, if the porch disappeared. Screw the yard, there's ants out there! It's not even that big and completely taken up by our patio table and chairs and grill, but he likes playing on it. Turn on the hose so he can provide nourishing water to his toys, the furniture, and all other inanimate objects in the area and he's in paradise.
You sound like me when I thought we were moving to Manhattan last January. Pissed-off, but resigned.
Good luck to you & Ash! You're doing a great thing for your boys!
Good luck with all the selling and moving. I actually love to move, but I know most people hate it and find it stressful.
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