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Thursday, February 24, 2011

We're Moving!




Isn't it beautiful?! 

We weren't really looking to buy a house (for all the friends and relatives who may be shocked by the news of us moving), but there's an odd, interesting story behind me and this house.  Perhaps I should feel a little guilty, but I can't find the guilt on this one.  That may have much to do with the work ahead, but I'm ready for it!

When Steve and I opened ProTech Computers out on Horton Rd., we drove by this house every day on our way to work.  This house spoke to me when it went up for sale shortly after that commute began.  I wanted this house.  I couldn't afford to do anything about it.  Our new store was barely a year old and, as is typical when starting a new business, things had been slow.  Times were tough.  They wanted more than I could sneeze at, especially since I already owned a house and couldn't fathom selling it for what I owed in the current housing market.

Sigh.  The house sold to someone else.  The For Sale sign was gone.  I told it if we were meant to be together, someday it would happen.

I had never stepped foot inside the house.  Never pulled into the driveway.  Never saw the back yard.

Fast forward about four years.  The house is for sale again.  I actually look up the house and find out what they wanted for it. 

Wow.  It was in forclosure.  They were asking for less than a third of the asking price all those years ago.  I wanted this house so bad that I could have put an offer in without even seeing inside.  Sanity won, however, and we made an appointment to look at it.


The backyard is vast.  My nieces can't wait to play on the tire swing.  My daughter can't wait to play on the tire swing.  The tire swing has been granted a one summer season reprieve, then it's outta here!

For the first time in their lives, my daughters will no longer have to share a bedroom.  And for the first time in a long time, we'll have more than one bathroom.

It needs a lot of work.  A lot of care and maintenance.  A lot of love.  We didn't look at it through rose colored glasses, trust me.  We're going to have many work filled weekends ahead of us.  And we're so excited!!

The paperwork gets signed on Monday afternoon.  Then someday you'll have to drop by and check out our new home!

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Crap!!

It's not about the every-day crap that life throws at me.  I can deal with that.  I DO deal with that.  I sink into my own little self-made depressions and have to pull myself out eventually to continue dealing with all the other crap!

But what I have an immensely difficult time dealing with is the dog crap that finds it's way onto my property.  I have a neighbor, some 3 or 4 houses away.  They own a little dog.

For years, they have disobeyed the local leash law.  They walk this dog without a leash.  Not such a bad thing, except that the dog doesn't walk with them and they spend a large portion of the walk yelling her name to get her to come back to where they are.  Peaceful neighborhood, existent no more.

The dog hobbles around on three legs because it has been hit by vehicles in the past.  Yes.  That was plural.  It has happened more than once, and still, the dog is walked without a leash and the dog continues to run wherever it wants.

But wait!  I forgot to mention that they don't always actually walk the dog themselves.  Maybe that's how it was hit by vehicles in the past.  I know there has been more than one ocassion when I have almost hit the suddenly-dashing-in-front-of-my-moving-car dog. 

And the dog has been crapping in my yard.  Last Saturday, I removed a pile of dog crap from the four corners where the sidewalk intersects my driveway...and a pile at the bottom of my concrete steps.  Monday morning, after the massive snowfall we had Sunday, I had the pleasure of cleaning up more.

I don't have pets anymore.  My dog died nine years ago.  And when she was alive, I didn't let her crap in other people's yards.  So why do I have to clean up other animal crap in my yard?

I spoke with someone from the City offices yesterday.  We don't have a law requiring owners to clean up after their pet when they're out for a walk.  There is a law for not allowing animal defacation to get out of control on your property.  I can talk to my neighbors about the crap, but they can choose to ignore me or punish me with more crap.  After all, it's in my yard, not theirs.  I can report the dog to Animal Control when it's out without a leash, but if Animal Control arrives and the dog is back in the house it's a waste of time.  Well, I've been told I can always catch the dog for Animal Control.

So guess who gets in trouble with the city for the crap?  And how fair is that?


What would you do?

Thursday, February 10, 2011

9 Whole Months

Yes.

Today, I'm celebrating the 9 month anniversary of the day that I last smoked a cigarette.  At one point today, I really wanted a cigarette.  I was upset and frustrated with underwriters who keep putting hurdles between me and the house I'm trying to buy.  My old habit haunted me.  It would have been so easy to pick up a cigarette to calm the upset and frustration.

But I didn't.  And I confessed the want to my youngest daughter.  She said she was proud of me because I'm such a strong person. 

I don't usually think of it that way.

But yes.  It has been nine whole months.




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