And what is this anyway? The kids keep asking me "so are we for SURE getting that other house?" and I keep answering them "well, we're trying." Because what "this" is is appraisals on both houses, well and septic inspections on both houses, an overall inspection on the one we're hoping to buy, and then a lickety-split listing of our current place the very second we close on the new one. And that of course means fixing up that bathroom (Which you already witnessed! Hallelujah!), tying up a hundred loose ends everywhere else inside, AND giving la casa a much needed dose of curb appeal
|This is why late summer is the best time to work on your house. Happy baby means happy mama.|
|This is what we worked on the weekend that our power was out. Oh, did I neglect to wax on and on about that fine occurence? Well, you're welcome.|
|Group effort, friends. Group effort.|
|And in case you needed more proof that my husband is awesome: he is paying them to do this stuff. And then they try to decline the money and then he insists and then they thank him profusely and everyone is happy.|
|Of course the old post rotted out 2 weeks ago (timing, timing, timing) so we put in a new one and decided to fancy it up. This is an "in process" shot. Those rocks we excavated 3 years ago from what is now our garden. So thrifty!|
|Not a mansion, but quite homey I think.|
|The finished mailbox project.|
|and a view of the same from the front porch|
But really, I'm getting a tiny bit jumpy. Closing is supposed to happen in less than two weeks and we don't have the results of our appraisal back nor the well and soil tests on either house nor have the "items" we requested of the sellers been completed. Oh, and the future-house appraisal hasn't even be scheduled. I know we have time but I can't seem to shake the feeling that there's SOMETHING I'm supposed to be doing right now that I'm totally forgetting to do.
Wash some laundry.
Drink a beer.