Fall Falling Leaves Moon
Saw an ad for Army Strong. Well, I’m move stupid. There seemed little room this week for Latin or leisure reading or relaxing into an idea, letting the mind drift. Yes, a bit of time for art but even at the Walker I felt rushed. Thank goodness the garden has gone to bed. Sleep tight, baby.
These pursuits, which I consider my normal activity, the stuff that gets me up in the morning and excited about the day after, have been crowded out by movers, mortgages, the hunt for a new home, diving-Scrooge McDuck like-into our finances, tweeking and checking, ordering the septic tank pumped out, figuring out medicare when we move, a long list of things, intensified by meeting with the stager and the realtor on Wednesday.
These are all boxes that require check marks. So, it’s not like this is optional activity.
And, yes, the move gets more exciting as we press further along. It got very real last night and this morning.
Poking around on a real estate website, I found a house I wanted. Kate agreed. It was in our price range, in a location we considered desirable, with an idiosyncratic design. It’s sort of a conch shell turned broad side down with smaller areas as you move up.
Last night I got so excited I had trouble sleeping. We had to move on this right away. I just knew it. That was where the tweeking and checking came in. And so. When we did move on it around 9:30 am, we found that an offer had gone in earlier this morning. And, most likely, was accepted. But, we could make a second offer. Since we’d only seen pictures we couldn’t do that blind.
Kate left this afternoon for Colorado for a viewing of this house and a few others. We probably won’t get it, just a half-inch too late. But we have no chance if Kate doesn’t evaluate it and decide whether we put in a second-place offer. We got her on a Spirit airlines flight scheduled to leave at 2:07. She called me at 3:45 to say, “Guess where I am?” Terminal 2? Yep.
All this made the whole process more intense for a few hours. More imminent. I imagine I’ll be move stupid for days, if not weeks to come.