Progress on Buying a House

This week we finalize that little "homebuying project" I mentioned before.  It's kinda crazy.  It's kinda driving me crazy.  Everything is going fine, although I still flinch to see an email from my real estate agent or mortgage broker.  We are scheduled to sign tomorrow, with closing officially occurring Thursday. 

We are half way packed, which means I haven't lost anything too important yet, but the cat is loving the constant change in scenery.  And by "loving" I mean walking in our house has become a scene of guerrilla war-fare at ankle height.  See how fun hiding spaces are?

We've given up non-essential activities for the week, which include cooking things that don't go in the microwave, but not our professional or service obligations.  (This is not exactly a hardship, since Mom and Dad have kept our fridge stocked with leftovers and helped pack up a head of heavy things.) Moving would be no sweat at all if we didn't have to go to work everyday. Moving would seem like no big deal if I weren't working from home for a couple days this week.  As it is, it feel like a complete distraction from my real job, and a constant reminder that WHAT THE HECK I AM BUYING A HOUSE.  It's super. I hope I really love this new house, because I don't ever want to go through this again.

What does my moving schedule look like?  Trying to get lots of stuff into boxes, but not the dishes I use for my morning oatmeal and tea.  I'm trying to pack up my bedroom, but not the clothes we should wear to work (or the gym. It's a big "if" that I'll see that place anytime soon, but I'm making an effort). We are disassembling furniture and collecting boxes in the garage, while leaving the home office in tact so I can work here Tuesday and Friday.  If all goes well, the last box will be taped up Friday, all the boxes will make the 1 mile hike on Saturday and Sunday we'll open them all (some of them) back up again.  And also come back to clean our old apartment.  Super fun. We've been talking a lot about where the furniture will go in the new house, and what we will need to get settled in there, but Zero consideration has (or will) be given to things like paint colors or future projects.  We are going to take this one, highly chaotic, step at a time.  The upshot of this is that the boxes that we pack last, and most haphazardly are basically earmarked as needed to be unpacked first in the new place.  How clever is that?

We've had lots of advance notice on this, so we've managed to fit in some other fun things in the meantime.  Symphony with Mom.  Dinner with the folks in Monroe. Lunch with Nana before she leaves for California (she'll see the house for the first time when she returns in two weeks).