Royal Blue
 

 
Thoughts of a writer, wife, mother, PhD, sister, crafty chick, program coordinator, homeowner, culture vulture, bibliophile, and blogger.
 
 
   
 
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
 
Moving Forward

We got the list from our new real estate agent about what needs to be done on the house before we put it back on the market. To my relief, it's do-able, although living out of town is not so convenient. Oh, well. We will figure it out. I just called and arranged to have the carpets steam cleaned on Friday.

I'm feeling a bit snowed under at work. Going to that conference kinda put me behind. But I'm putting the student workers around here to work and they are doing a fabulous job. They are nice people, too, and never complain when I say things like "Make 100 copies of this please" or ask them to do other menial tasks.

No matter how busy I am at this new job, I DO NOT miss the dysfunction of my old job. All of the energy that is wasted by dealing with crappy management could be put into productive work. So, I'm happy to say, that I'm not missing all of that one bit.

"Survivor's Guilt" indeed.

Tuesday, October 14, 2003
 
I've Had Better News

Jeffrey called this morning. They are backing out of the sales contract to buy our house because he could not get his credit rating high enough to qualify. Totally sucks.
Tomorrow was their deadline for letting us know.

Although we knew he was struggling with this issue, we felt sure (and so did he) that he could work it out and qualify. But no.

So now we are stuck with our old house and two mortgages. It's bleak. However, they did agree to pay our mortgage for the month of October b/c they felt so bad about backing out.

However, they cannot pay us for the 7 weeks of time we have lost when the house could have been on the market. Shit!

Enough whining. TIme to get to work and sell this puppy to someone else.

I already called a real estate agent. She sold us the house 2.5 years ago. I feel confident she will help us sell it before Thanksgiving, which I hear is the start of the "no way you are going to sell your house" season.

So, it's going to be okay. It's crappy, but in the grand scheme of things, this is a small problem to have.

I really, really hope we sell this sucker before Thanksgiving. That will be my own personal goal. Wish us luck.

Email me if you want to buy a cute lil house in Ann Arbor, MI!

Monday, October 13, 2003
 
In the thick of it

It feels like suddenly, last week, fall arrived and we are in the thick of it and it's so comforting. The evocative smells and colors and the sunlight that feels a little faded, a bit sad.

This is Molly's first sense of knowing what Halloween is--sort of. I bought a cowgirl outfit (fringed vest and skirt and little hat) for her for $4 at a consignment store. The joy it gives her to wear it is worth way more than what it cost me.

At Kroger yesterday I bought her a plastic pumpkin for trick-or-treating. When I asked her what she is going to put into it, she said: "Eggs?" When I told her that she was going to get candy, she was pretty excited.

"I want to go to Halloween!" she kept saying and I had to explain that Halloween was not somewhere that we traveled, but it came to us and it would be soon.

It's so cute to see her excited about it as a special day with special things that we do, and not just about the candy (for now, anyway). She has fun spotting pumpkins and pictures of pumpkins as we go about our days.

My trip to Denver was a mini-vacation. Not only did I get a lot of sleep and ate very well and learned a lot, I only had to think about bathing, feeding, and dressing myself. Just me. It was very, very nice, but then, after 4 days, I was missing everyone and so happy to come home...

...and to fall and to Halloween!

 

 
   
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