Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Saturday, July 19, 2014
The underwriter approved the last "proofs." There is a "soft" credit pull three days before closing, but the finance guy expects no difficulties. So, yes, a homeowner in Oakdale I shall be. Closing is July 31 at 8 a.m. and the movers come at 2.
Every once in a while I smile and say to the dog "We are moving to our own house in Oakdale," and he wags his tail happily. Okay, I know he's probably just responding to my tone of voice and hoping it leads to food. But I like to tell him things.
The packing...is not going well. Must make strides this weekend, whatever the knees say. I suspect it will be a lot easier to keep motivated, now that I know what lies at the end of all the effort.
I don't think it's really registered yet.
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Monday, July 14, 2014
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Friday, July 11, 2014
My favorite scarf, knitted by Boud, fell victim to the viscous drool problem in the basement. It was stored in the bin marked Winter and should have been safe. But viscous drool laughs at feeble human attempts to keep it away.
Anyway, I was worried it wouldn't wash out of this scarf. It's my favorite. It's narrow enough to wrap around my throat and then zip up my jacket over it, but not so narrow that it's not warm. And Boud made it for me and mailed it all the way from a distant land called New Jersey.
But three soaks and three rinses, and it's fine and not ruined. Yay!
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Sunday, July 6, 2014
This is the final batch of totes to be scrubbed. I think I own more Rubbermaid and Sterilite totes than anyone in the world. And every single damned one of them had to get the hose. Lesson learned: No more basements; even stacked on pallets and tarped, these things still got slimed.