We made an offer on my dream house this morning--and it was accepted this afternoon. The closing date is way off, a concession we made to make our offer more attractive to the seller who now needs to find and move into a new house. But it's going to be a busy two months, trying to figure out which things in our umpteen-year collection of things that we really want to move and which we really don't want to move. And finding another home for the things we don't want.
Although this happened very quickly in one way--we've been looking on and off for a few months but only seriously for about a week and a half--it's also something we've been putting off for a few years. There was no point in buying a dream house in the St. Louis area if I ended up getting my dream library job somewhere else. But today is my six-month anniversary at my new job and I'm very happy.
Another thing about that six-month anniversary: I get to start taking vacation days now! That will come in handy with closing, moving, buying furniture, and all the other things that go along with a new house.
A less happy anniversary: tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of my mother's death. My brother and I both ended up with new houses in the year after we became adult orphans. I'm not sure what to make of that, but if it was a coping mechanism, it was a reasonably healthy one.
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