Catching Up

Some cute guy reminded me that I'd sort of signed off on blogging and wondered what ever became of me. It hasn't been THAT long fer pete's sake (said with a uper accent)!

Well we closed on the house. Funny how all that anticipation and excitement and anxiety just shifts to a general feeling of ... um... nothingness? Maybe it's not that way for everyone, but we don't move into our house for another month so it's not entirely real - other than the 52,000 papers we signed and the large chunk of change missing from my savings account.

Happy to report that tax liens are dropping like flies from our lives. Over $14,000.00 paid just this past year. Can't tell you what a relief that is. We don't owe the state a dime, but we're still paying the feds.

Lately I've been feeling a bit charmed. Is it a jinx to say that out loud ~ or to type it? Things have come together well for us this summer. I can only hope and pray that it continues.

Ok -back to my house. It has to be said that I believe we were meant to have this house. It was weird how it came to be and it would take too long to explain - but even our money came together sort of all of a sudden. I didn't even know we had this much money or made enough money to afford to buy a house. Hallelujah for 401K's

PLUS... There is good karma in that house and the seller is a sweet sweet man. He was dedicated to his wife and it's evident in every little something special he had done just for her - from the timed outlets for exterior holiday lighting, to the pool his wife wanted for the grandchildren. Then at the closing he said he usually doesn't come to closings when he sells a property, but he likes us. Isn't that too sweet?

So we happily look forward to the days, or nights, when we can live in our home and sit in our three season room sipping cocktails with friends by candlelight... or lounge by the pool watching oodles of children happily splashing in the pool. Personally I look forward to growing my own herbs and spices (herbS...not herb) that I can pick fresh for cooking.

Beyond that, it's still difficult for me to blog in general. Both because of time and opportunity constraints, and because it doesn't entirely feel right. Even now I have deleted and rewritten numerous paragraphs - editing details, etc. My New Place doesn't entirely feel like home. It still feels like I'm renting and someone else is calling the shots. Does that make any sense?

So here comes the weekend and I can't wait ~~ other than the cleaning and packing. Hope you all (if there even still is an "all") have a great weekend!

Love,
Me