Fall Falling Leaves Moon
It was a quick trip. Out Friday mid-morning, back early Sunday morning. But I got to spend time with a mortgage banker and time with the new house.
When there’s a lot of details to sort out in something, I focus, a form of move-stupid, and become almost affectless, plowing through things I don’t like to do, but things that stand between here and there. Getting all the particulars of a mortgage application sorted out is a steady drip of correct dates, dollar amounts, the right forms not the wrong ones, doing things on a timely basis. That’s an example.
Going through the house and the matters necessary to make it our home. Better, but still preliminary to the desired end result of a living there. In both of these cases it becomes difficult for me to remember, journey before destination.
Been contacting fencing contractors. A top priority for us is dog containment. That’s a sine qua non before we can take our furry friends to the mountains. Boy, are they gonna be surprised.
Checking out the mountain trails, the waterfalls nearby (Maxwell, upper and lower), the Arapaho national forest that starts within two miles of our new house. Driving through the funky mountain town of Evergreen, realizing that we will be living where many people come to relax. Better yet.
More details and faxing and promising and committing tomorrow. There will be a time, perhaps sooner than we imagined, when the move will drop off as a posting category and Colorado will replace it. May it come soon, but not too soon.