Friday, April 29, 2016

Monday, April 25, 2016

Delusions of Homeownership

The landscape for home buying at the moment is laughable. Well, you have to laugh or you'd cry. We've seen about 10 homes in the last week... I'm not sure of the exact number, it's a lot, and then combine that with all the homes we've already seen, the lots we've already walked, and the five builders we've met with. I'm losing track.

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Tricks of the Trade

We currently live in a 5,000 square foot house. I would like to emphasize, that this is an "of the moment" house. Seriously, there just isn't anything wrong with this house, and I'm sure its going to sell sooner than later, necessitating more packing, swearing, possible-homelessness-panic, and, more likely that not (despite what I said earlier), another caretaker arrangement. As I mentioned before, it's like a drug man, you just can't quit... not until you find a better replacement (a "real" home) or hit rock bottom (I really don't want to think about what that looks like). However, I also asked my mother to please stop giving out our address, because my aunt emailed and told her that she's going to stop using pencil in her address book and just start using a white board...

However, in maintaining this mansion, I'm learning that not only am I going to have to employ every cleaning trick and shortcut I know, but I'm going to have to make a few more up as I go. In case you are wondering how to do this, here's what I know so far:

Friday, April 22, 2016

Jet Wedding

Last weekend, we headed back to Michigan to celebrate another Jet wedding.

Now, I've mentioned the Jets before. These are our non-biological family, but we might as well be blood. Our mothers all taught together, and we grew up with each other as "cousins." There is just no one else like our chosen family.

Monday, April 11, 2016

Mischief Managed

As it turns out, after an extremely drama filled week, we're staying in House 6 for a bit longer.

After the call on Thursday afternoon that the house was under contract, we stopped unpacking (the little that was left to unpack). We looked at each other and went, "we can't keep doing this." Frankly, we're tired. Really, really tired. Two moves in a week will make you physically tired, but a solid year of moving, being ready for showings (although, in all reality, we have NOT, in the all the houses we've lived in, had the massive onslaught of showing that the current market in Colorado - 14 in a day, 50 in a weekend - bears), not knowing where we're going next, etc., will wear you out. We've been looking for a house and/or property, as we've mentioned, but haven't found anything yet. So Saturday, we spent most of the day walking properties, looking at houses, and then going from apartment complex to apartment complex to find a less chaotic temporary space (and trust me, I use the phrase "less chaotic" lightly).

Thursday, April 7, 2016

So Much Fun, Let's Do It Again

It's beginning to look like Groundhog Day around here.

When we first moved in to the House in Town, the washing machine broke, in the middle of the spin cycle. We called our agency and the homeowner sent a guy out, who took a look, declared the belt shot, and ordered a part. He came back and installed it.

The day before Easter, as I was packing the kitchen, I smelled smoke. The washing machine, which was cleaning the last loads of laundry before the move, started making a weird noise. I went to look...

And smoke was billowing out of the machine. Clouds. We unplugged it, opened the lid, and it burped an enormous puff of foul-smelling air. Eric insisted that there were no flames, but listen, I have some experience here. Where there's smoke, there's fire, I said. We didn't, as it turned out, burn down, but I ended up finishing the laundry at MaryJane and Chris's during Easter dinner (thanks guys!) The same guy came out, took a look, declared the motor shot, and ordered the part.