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The Zen of Househunting
Jun. 12th, 2002 09:00 amWe find out today about the house, possibly even this morning sometime. I'm currently in a very calm and tranquil place mentally. I've made my peace with the possibility that we may not get it because we cannot start the process before July 1. I'd like to get it for a number of reasons, chiefly that we'd be done with the whole exhausting, disconcerting task of finding a place to put our stuff before our current leases are up. The other reasons relate to what an incredibly cool place it is, how nicely situated, and the huge yard.
On the other hand it's expensive. Not ridiculously so, and as houses go it's actually quite a good price. I mean they only want slightly more for it than the hovel I looked at initially. Still, this is a major investment for me and leaves me slightly more precarious financially than I have been since I started my current job. So if we don't get the place I'll chalk it up to Fate and accept that it just wasn't meant to be.
But somehow I think we are going to get the place, I just have a really good feeling about it.
In other news, packing is going extremely well and fast. I'd forgotten just how much stuff never got unpacked the last time I moved. Mostly I just need to seal boxes up at this point, and get newspapers to wrap the fragile stuff in and that's about it. The whole process just seems much less daunting than it did last time, but part of that may be that we're going to have a cleaning person come in at the end of it and do a thorough job on the apartment. That in and of itself is such a relief. Cleaning the last place was murder on me and the idea of having it done for me this time seems like a gift from the gods.
Now I want the house, I want my keys, and I want to get this process underway. I want to figure out where furniture is going to go and start planning what I want to do with the garden. I want to invest in one of those little push mowers and have an excuse to get out in the sunshine and off of my butt once a week. I want a birdfeeder for the backyard. And I want a kitten, oh boy do I want a kitten.
But mostly I want to wander around all that space and just realize that it's half mine. No more tiny 780 ft. apartment, 1500 square feet of luxurious room! And the yard...well I salivate just thinking about it.
Ok, so maybe I'm not so Zen-like after all.
Crunches: 80
Legolas Sightings: One (his pic is on the LOTR daily calendar today, he looks either pensive or constipated, I'm not really sure which...)
On the other hand it's expensive. Not ridiculously so, and as houses go it's actually quite a good price. I mean they only want slightly more for it than the hovel I looked at initially. Still, this is a major investment for me and leaves me slightly more precarious financially than I have been since I started my current job. So if we don't get the place I'll chalk it up to Fate and accept that it just wasn't meant to be.
But somehow I think we are going to get the place, I just have a really good feeling about it.
In other news, packing is going extremely well and fast. I'd forgotten just how much stuff never got unpacked the last time I moved. Mostly I just need to seal boxes up at this point, and get newspapers to wrap the fragile stuff in and that's about it. The whole process just seems much less daunting than it did last time, but part of that may be that we're going to have a cleaning person come in at the end of it and do a thorough job on the apartment. That in and of itself is such a relief. Cleaning the last place was murder on me and the idea of having it done for me this time seems like a gift from the gods.
Now I want the house, I want my keys, and I want to get this process underway. I want to figure out where furniture is going to go and start planning what I want to do with the garden. I want to invest in one of those little push mowers and have an excuse to get out in the sunshine and off of my butt once a week. I want a birdfeeder for the backyard. And I want a kitten, oh boy do I want a kitten.
But mostly I want to wander around all that space and just realize that it's half mine. No more tiny 780 ft. apartment, 1500 square feet of luxurious room! And the yard...well I salivate just thinking about it.
Ok, so maybe I'm not so Zen-like after all.
Crunches: 80
Legolas Sightings: One (his pic is on the LOTR daily calendar today, he looks either pensive or constipated, I'm not really sure which...)
