G'morning friends!
Day 3-of-4 (off work), I may be setting a new record for getting nothing accomplished! That's besides consuming ridiculous amounts of smoked brisket, pork ribs and jalapeno sausage (yum!) ... taking decadent naps and catching up on my Kellerman novel.
House Hunters?
It seem there's a Plan! I love Plans.
Rather than trying to sell this place -- then heading east looking for a short-term, pet-friendly rental -- I wheedled Tom into agreeing to buy something in Alabama first. (I don't know much about these sorts of things, but suspect the pre-approval letter he's secured was based in part on my current salary.)
We accidentally happened on the greatest agent!
Unlike the fellow who brokered son's place ("Have your mom contact me when they're in decision-making mode.") ...
... Belyn has been really friendly and forthcoming about the area in general, what areas to avoid ("I won't sell a place where I wouldn't live myself") and, best of all, doesn't look down her nose at our budget.
Helping filter our wish-list, we've received 'poop sheets' of 25 listings, asking us to identify our Top 3 and Bottom 3. (Goodness, I don't remember the Sears catalogue being this much fun!)
Right away, I eliminated new brick-and-mortar, HOA places reminiscent of "Another Pleasant Valley Sunday." (Those who've no idea what I'm talking about are probably too young to be reading this! *smile*)
This morning's e-mail offered something older, in the historic district lots more to my liking!
Granted, Tom's suspicious of what 'surprises' may lay in wait in the way of wiring, etc. ... but (Jack), isn't that what home inspections are meant to uncover?
Sigh ... it's going to be really hard waiting until November to go looking in person. And ya, it's not escaped me, the best-laid plans are apt to 'gang aft agley.'
Sigh ... it's going to be really hard waiting until November to go looking in person. And ya, it's not escaped me, the best-laid plans are apt to 'gang aft agley.'
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'Feeling mighty blessed that not only is my 'sun' rash fading, but the absurd itch that made me want to peel the skin off my neck has just about disappeared.
Because I only own two (work-suitable) blouses with high necks, I went ahead and ordered that solar-resistant scarf. Love!
'Was concerned it might feel too warm, but that's not the case at all. Because DIL's favorite pastime is tending to her yard and gardens -- I'll probably order some for she and my grand-girls at Christmas.
When I walked into work like this last week, our night auditor asked me if I was planning on robbing a train ... LOL!
The dermatologist also recommended I buy a tub of this -
and keep it refrigerated. All I've got to say is, "Wow!" Talk about refreshing!
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Drat. There was something I wanted to close with; and was so sure I didn't need to jot it down. Does anyone else do that?
Must not have been that important ...
Instead, what's Really Important ...
Stay safe! Be kind!
Hugs from Phoenix,
Myra
