We're in

We’re in the house with most everything in boxes. Every horrible event you read below is worth it to get a big, new house that we own 20% of. I love my home and my new neighborhood and we are better friends with our neighbors after a few days than we were with our old neighbors after 4 years.

We’re going to the shore for a wedding today and I won ‘t be online again until Sunday so here’s the best recap I can do in five min.



Tues 8/28 After work (a day of research interviews), we move till 1 AM
Wed 8/29
AM - The movers come and put everything in storage. The movers flip out over the coolness of my zombie that rips his own head off and the zombie that crawls across the floor. Trish handles all this while I’m at work doing research interviews
PM - With some stuff left over in each room, we move until 10 PM when the storage unit closes and then go to sleep in a hotel
Thurs 8/30 - we get up at 5 AM, keep packing until the new owners come to walk through at 9ish. We finish packing at 10:30 and drive over to the office for closing of the sale. The day before I read a piece of paper from the Title company that told us we should get our oil tank measured to get a reimbursement on our leftover oil. This morning, while packing, they send someone over to measure and we have a lot in the tank. While closing, they fax over the details and the Title company quickly makes sure to include a refund for the $566. I think to myself, I sure wish my Realtor would ahve mentioned any of this. This $566 off-sets the ridiculous $600 the new owners wanted for a laundry pump they do not need. The deal almost fell apart because they are so stubborn. The week before close Trish and I agreed to pay this because the market is so shitty and it’s unbelievable with such a lack of advertising from our Realtor that we sold our house. So, it is fine justice that even though we’re getting our money back, it almost balances out the $600.
After close, we finish unloading our car and get some lunch. I go in to work because there’s something due the next week and I need to make sure everyone’s got what they need to get it done. I go into work at 4:30, which does nothing to help end my recurring dream about trying to get to work all day and getting in at 3PM. This reminds me that I’ve been having stress dreams all week. I forget most of them, except for the one where I was Sipowitz’s partner and the clue to the case was in a statue on the front lawn of the crime scene.
Fri 8/31 - We buy our new house. Things go well except for the 5 minutes we couldn’t place a $35,000 check. We both kept cool heads and found it, allowing us to buy a house. The sellers look like Chris Moore and Karen Allen.
We meet the new neighbors who are awesome and get some pizza from the pizza shop at the end of the street, four houses down from us. We have floor guys coming to rip up carpets because the previous tennents had cats. The floor guys can’t refinish the floors because they’re in too bad of a shape. We learn from the neighbors that the house has basically been rebuilt 4 years ago except for the floors and the plumbing.

Ah - I have to go to work now, we’re doing a walking brainstorm all over Philly, from Pat’s Steaks to Old City to the Liberty Bell to Rittenhouse Square. It’ll be cool.

To wrap up, on Sat 9/1 the plumbing broke. We had no water from 2 PM till 11 PM, but - after that things have gone very well. It sounds horrible, but we’ve never been so happy. I’ll explain this statement and fill in the rest, including how the hell I’m going to pull off Halloween paintings and what’s up with the new site and the weekly painting schedule. Talk to you on Monday