Now, some good personal news

July 9, TYG and I bought a house.
I would have blogged about it immediately but what with flying out to Mum, posting, as you know, fell way behind.
The house is great—out of the eight or nine we originally looked at, it was top pick for both of us. It’s located closely to where we walk and bicycle, so we can head out without having to squeeze bicycles into TYG’s car (that will knock an hour off on the bike trip). We’re also within biking distance of a grocery store when I need something short notice, and a block from a drug store and a bus stop.
Another plus: I’ll have a home office that isn’t doubling as a spare bedroom so I won’t have to work around guests. Not to mention that we’ll be getting a new bed, so I no longer have to try sleeping on what feels like a big suety lump.
The sellers need time to get their own house finished, so we’re in a rent-back situation: They pay us rent until early Sept. when they move out.
While I’ve written lots about closings, homebuying and mortgages, the closing was still an experience. Very long, lots of paperwork to sign and the nervous reading of just how much we’ll be paying. I won’t specify but they’re right, it certainly is the biggest purchase we’ll ever make.
I’ve been working steadily on packing my books (TYG’s been packing her stuff too) so that I won’t be slammed at the last minute and have to take off work to get it done.
We’ll see how that works in practice.