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Christmas eve, I held my vigil, and decided which house to pursue. Hopefully on Monday, my acceptance of the counter offer will get signed all around, and we'll start moving forward.
I also reconnected spiritually in some ways - I'm hoping that begins a trend. (It damn well better - trying to close on a house is *not* a good time to be disconnected spiritually :-) .)
Christmas I took a walk to verify my decision, and I did - the housing near my other choice just isn't the housing that I like. It's not the kind of neighborhood layout that I like. I could live there - there's nothing *wrong* with it. But there's something there - it's like, the developers said "let's not let this thing evolve into a place like downtown Renton with well-defined blocks and corner stores and restaurants. Let's build a nice, insular little community, an inner sanctum for people seeking quiet from hectic city life." They don't want people just walking through the community on their way to somewhere else. Sometimes, they're even fenced in (not that someone couldn't get through or over the fence - but it would take effort).
Plus, there's one bus line that goes within a half-mile of my other choice, and it only runs Monday to Friday. If I wanted to have a shamanic circle, I'd have to invite only drivers or carpoolers. (What's that? You never knew I had any interest in hosting such a gathering, so much that I'd be concerned about how people got there? Neither did I. Mind you, I'm not exactly posting about the possibility on the local pagan boards yet, I'm just contemplating what's important. Still....)
So, Monday, I probably start asking my credit union for a huge amount of money, mail out a large check for earnest, and another for paying my inspector; inspection happens on Thursday.
I'm not sure if we can actually make my projected closing (mid month January), but we're going to try. And that means I'm suddenly going to be awfully busy packing and planning.
I also reconnected spiritually in some ways - I'm hoping that begins a trend. (It damn well better - trying to close on a house is *not* a good time to be disconnected spiritually :-) .)
Christmas I took a walk to verify my decision, and I did - the housing near my other choice just isn't the housing that I like. It's not the kind of neighborhood layout that I like. I could live there - there's nothing *wrong* with it. But there's something there - it's like, the developers said "let's not let this thing evolve into a place like downtown Renton with well-defined blocks and corner stores and restaurants. Let's build a nice, insular little community, an inner sanctum for people seeking quiet from hectic city life." They don't want people just walking through the community on their way to somewhere else. Sometimes, they're even fenced in (not that someone couldn't get through or over the fence - but it would take effort).
Plus, there's one bus line that goes within a half-mile of my other choice, and it only runs Monday to Friday. If I wanted to have a shamanic circle, I'd have to invite only drivers or carpoolers. (What's that? You never knew I had any interest in hosting such a gathering, so much that I'd be concerned about how people got there? Neither did I. Mind you, I'm not exactly posting about the possibility on the local pagan boards yet, I'm just contemplating what's important. Still....)
So, Monday, I probably start asking my credit union for a huge amount of money, mail out a large check for earnest, and another for paying my inspector; inspection happens on Thursday.
I'm not sure if we can actually make my projected closing (mid month January), but we're going to try. And that means I'm suddenly going to be awfully busy packing and planning.
