2.26.2013

Shit just got real!!!

STOP means SOLD!
Well, shit got real YESTERDAY, but I was too tired/overwhelmed to sit and write anything coherent.  Eh, who am I kidding, I am still tired...still not sleeping well and ran 9 miles, today.  I did have coffee a few hours ago (it was that or go to bed for the night at 5pm), so I can expect a window of artificial alertness for a bit.

Around 3:30pm yesterday we left our (awesome -- if you need to buy/sell a home on the West MI lakeshore, this is your guy) realtor's office with a set of keys to our new home.  Just one set, since these are not the permanent keys.  The builder will have contractors do some finishing projects (drywalling/electrical on exterior basement walls, removing main floor carpeting and replacing with laminate, installing garage door opener and washer/dryer) before we officially move in...so it will probably be at least 3-4 weeks before we REALLY move.  In the meantime we are taking carloads of stuff and stashing upstairs.  Once we are ready for the big move we'll find friends who are willing to work for beer and pizza to help with the heavy lifting.

It's been good to get rid of so much crap.  One would think that living in a small home with minimal storage would mean collecting less junk over the years, but the opposite would be true -- since we don't have a reasonable amount of space (this house has ONE closet and an old school cellar/basement) stuff doesn't get stored with any degree of logic and things get crammed into corners and lost.  In nearly 13 years we've had a lot of things we no longer need/want get buried.  And our kid is a damned pack-rat (he gets that from his maternal grandma...who's a borderline hoarder).  Getting him to pare down his toys has been a challenge...dude, you don't need baby toys and we're not letting you keep every fast food kids' meal made-in-China doo-dad languishing at the bottom of toy boxes for a decade.

I celebrated the signing of our land contract with a 9 mile run, today.  To be honest, I wasn't so much celebrating as dodging an Old Man Winter bullet.  Within a couple hours of finishing some slick snow started really dumping.  We're supposed to get a few inches tonight and another inch or so tomorrow.  I am DONE running in that junk!

I also wanted to get that run in while I have a day with nothing major on the agenda.  Tomorrow I have my final physical therapy session for my right wrist in the AM and then a Girls On The Run/Girls On Track coaches meeting in the evening.  Thursday I get to drive an hour each way with my POS car to have them investigate several things and do an oil change.  If previous trips to have work done are any indication, this could easily take 3-4 hours. *rolling eyes*  Friday at noon registration for the Iceman Cometh mountain bike race opens (no guarantee that my wrist will be up for that, but the race is not until Nov. and I can always transfer my registration, if need be).  Last year it filled in about 5 hours, but those 5 hours were also fraught with ridiculous server issues, so many people attempted registration for hours before successfully completing the process.  So I'm pretty much planning for that day to be mostly wasted.  I'll also try to squeeze in a 5 mile run, perhaps before registering.

Lessee...oh, yeah, I did have a major milestone birthday in there.  40 was a pretty big deal, coinciding with Mardi Gras and having our offer accepted on our house.  We met up with one of my closest friends, Heather, for dinner and drinks at a favorite local bar.  I'll actually miss that bar and our little local grocery store (with an AMAZING beer and wine selection -- it's sort of what they specialize in)...but I'll especially miss my friend.  We met through running and are such kindred spirits -- we even broke our right wrists while mountain-biking within months of one-another.  We will definitely be encouraging her and her soon-to-be hubby to come stay with us after nights of beer and wine on our new deck.

We'll miss enjoying the new brew-pub (Fetch Brewing Company, in Whitehall, MI) that is opening this Summer in our current community, too, but we'll be close to some really fabulous eateries in the Grand Haven/Spring Lake area, and a great brew-pub in Spring Lake.  Old Boys' is about 8 miles from our front door, so perhaps Heather and I need to plan a run to the brewery, then have one of our sober guys pick our stinkin' (literally) drunk asses up.

For fun I just ordered these barstools (4) -- since it may be a while before we spring for a full dining set and our living room will mostly be moved immediately down to the basement (making room for better stuff to be ordered and delivered and installed in place upstairs):
To go in this kitchen:
The paint above is sort of a dark terracotta/burnt sienna.  The orange stools will really bring that out.  We may through some LED tube lights up above the cabinets, too.

Decorating is such a hoot!  Even our upstairs has some ideas that I will post when it's not way past my bedtime...

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