Long time, no write
Hi, remember me? Maybe not. It's been so long since I've been on that I had to stop to remember the correct password. Sorry I've been such a bad, or rather non-blogger! Even today I might not get time to make rounds, just to write and run. It's been busy, but more than that, I got out of the habit of blogging, of even turning the computer on, of turning the TV on. I haven't watched TV for more than four weeks either (I think. didn't record when I stopped. it could be as long as six or eight weeks with no TV watching.)
So much is and has been going on. Briefly, I found a home for the ferrets. It was sad to see them go but their new family loved them and had ferrets before--so knew what they were getting into.
My son hadn't called me for three weeks. I was trying not to worry but every time I tried calling his or his girlfriend's cell phones it would say something like, "The ___ customer you called is not available. Please try your call again later." I would try later, and later than that, all times of the day and couldn't get ahold of either of them. Finally, since I had to send son a magazine he received and some mail, I put it all in a padded package and wrote in large letters on it: "CALL ME WHEN YOU GET THIS!" The guy at the postal desk laughed when he saw it and said, "It must be a package for one of your kids!"
But son finally called on Saturday and we had a long chat even though the phone reception was bad. He and girlfriend live in a valley and apparently there is a lot of trouble with cell reception from there to here. I know he complained about it when he was still living with me trying to call his girlfriend.
Well, this isn't turning out to be so brief--what a surprise! I don't think I'm able to be brief.
Anyway, last night I listed my house for sale and now a sign sits on my lawn. It was a tough decision because this has been my dream house with so many cool attributes that I had wanted my entire life: a loft in the living room, vaulted ceilings, subtle "sparkle" paint on the highest parts of the ceiling (it's beautiful and catches the light), three raised garden beds, finished (nice) basement, two decks, stone kitchen surface on a counter between and kitchen and the living room where I have put polished wood stools, full bathrooms up and downstairs, lots and lots of windows--so it's filled with light, a skylight in the loft, and very cool recessed lighting in all different combinations and a ceiling fan way up there on the vaulted ceiling, tons of closets and storage spaces. And more.
So many things I loved about this house. In fact I hadn't been looking to buy a house but fell in love with this one at first sight. It was a bit of a stretch to buy it, really it was a bit beyond what I should be buying with my income. Now the taxes have gone up quite a bit (over $150 more per month on the mortgage payment, because it's escrowed.) And since son moved out my grocery bill is less but he also helped by paying me rent. I have looked for other jobs and there's little or nothing at my current pay, let alone more money.
Then there's the age factor. Mine, not the house's. I mowed the lawn for the second time on Saturday after I was done visiting with my Mom. It took me the rest of the day. Since I live on the corner of the block, I have two large sides and the front to mow. And the median between my yard and the street too--all the way to the alleyway, which is half a block. In the winter, shoveling is the same, pretty brutal. My son did all the mowing so I really hadn't done it for the past two years. Whew, it's pretty tough to mow that much and I'm still a bit sore today, on Monday. Speaking on Monday, I'd better get moving to get ready for work. I have a car-full of things to drop off at Goodwill before work too. Have a good day and good start to your week!
Oh, and hope every mother had a wonderful Mother's Day yesterday, too!
So much is and has been going on. Briefly, I found a home for the ferrets. It was sad to see them go but their new family loved them and had ferrets before--so knew what they were getting into.
My son hadn't called me for three weeks. I was trying not to worry but every time I tried calling his or his girlfriend's cell phones it would say something like, "The ___ customer you called is not available. Please try your call again later." I would try later, and later than that, all times of the day and couldn't get ahold of either of them. Finally, since I had to send son a magazine he received and some mail, I put it all in a padded package and wrote in large letters on it: "CALL ME WHEN YOU GET THIS!" The guy at the postal desk laughed when he saw it and said, "It must be a package for one of your kids!"
But son finally called on Saturday and we had a long chat even though the phone reception was bad. He and girlfriend live in a valley and apparently there is a lot of trouble with cell reception from there to here. I know he complained about it when he was still living with me trying to call his girlfriend.
Well, this isn't turning out to be so brief--what a surprise! I don't think I'm able to be brief.
Anyway, last night I listed my house for sale and now a sign sits on my lawn. It was a tough decision because this has been my dream house with so many cool attributes that I had wanted my entire life: a loft in the living room, vaulted ceilings, subtle "sparkle" paint on the highest parts of the ceiling (it's beautiful and catches the light), three raised garden beds, finished (nice) basement, two decks, stone kitchen surface on a counter between and kitchen and the living room where I have put polished wood stools, full bathrooms up and downstairs, lots and lots of windows--so it's filled with light, a skylight in the loft, and very cool recessed lighting in all different combinations and a ceiling fan way up there on the vaulted ceiling, tons of closets and storage spaces. And more.
So many things I loved about this house. In fact I hadn't been looking to buy a house but fell in love with this one at first sight. It was a bit of a stretch to buy it, really it was a bit beyond what I should be buying with my income. Now the taxes have gone up quite a bit (over $150 more per month on the mortgage payment, because it's escrowed.) And since son moved out my grocery bill is less but he also helped by paying me rent. I have looked for other jobs and there's little or nothing at my current pay, let alone more money.
Then there's the age factor. Mine, not the house's. I mowed the lawn for the second time on Saturday after I was done visiting with my Mom. It took me the rest of the day. Since I live on the corner of the block, I have two large sides and the front to mow. And the median between my yard and the street too--all the way to the alleyway, which is half a block. In the winter, shoveling is the same, pretty brutal. My son did all the mowing so I really hadn't done it for the past two years. Whew, it's pretty tough to mow that much and I'm still a bit sore today, on Monday. Speaking on Monday, I'd better get moving to get ready for work. I have a car-full of things to drop off at Goodwill before work too. Have a good day and good start to your week!
Oh, and hope every mother had a wonderful Mother's Day yesterday, too!
9 Comments:
Nice to see you back! It's a shame about having to le the house go but I'm sure it's the best decision for you!
Oh, I'm sorry about the house. I know you really love that house. Is there really no way you can swing it? I understand there is nothing worse than being house poor though. I wish you the best of luck. I hope it all works out for you.
Happy belated Mother's Day!
I'm sorry about the house too. Hopefully you can find a nice place that's a little smaller with less lawn maintenance.
Glad to hear you haven't disappeared and that you've been doing well.
Good to "hear" from you. Moving again, eh?
Glad that you're back; glad that you seem to be making big decisions with a modicum of regret.
Welcome back.
A break doesn't hurt once in awhile especially with summer around the corner.
The way I see it is that you got your dream home and now you're ready to move on to5t he next home :)
Have a nice day.
Maybe you will find a perfect little house with not a lot of grass to mow and some wonderful little gems to make up for what you have to leave.
A window will open soon. It always does.
Nice to see you again!
How funny to see that we both blogged about bloggers who haven't blogged in a while or took time off.
First off, I'm glad you finally heard from your son and he's ok.
I"m sorry about your house situation..And I do hope things brighten up a bit for you.
Hugs~
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