Suddenly, it is all to real and all too soon.
For what seemed like forever, it appeared that we would never be moving away from Los Angeles. But with the turn of the year, the time is now.
I've had three paint contractors come in to bid on painting the house inside and out. Two of the contractors actually gave me bids. That was the first big sticker shock. It was twice what I was expecting to pay. I've had two flooring contractors come in to bid on replacing my flooring. One of them gave me a bid. It started out at 4x what I was expecting and I worked him down to 2x what I was expecting.
Things are moving at what seems like a break neck pace because The Queen and I have trips as well. She has a business trip next week and in three weeks. In two weeks, the pair of us are going to Florida to celebrate her mother's 80th birthday. In four weeks, we both travel to Oakhurst to look at more houses.
There are two houses that we would move into tomorrow if my money had cleared from the pension fund. Oddly they are both on Woodview St. But that doesn't happen until April. We also have about 10 more houses to look at. Thankfully, houses in the Oakhurst-Mariposa corridor aren't moving that quickly. That might all change in March once the weather improves. Our realtor up there is a little sketchy. Most of the sketchiness comes from her fellow realtor and fiancee. I intend to leave him behind during the next visit.
Currently, the Queen and I are filling up boxes. We have to get all the knickknacks and assorted house detritus out of the way so the painters can paint and floor installers can install floors. This gave the Queen a bit of a heart attack since she will be gone starting next week. Our current ration is 3 boxes to donate to 1 box to keep. God help me when I back up my office.
I have a ton of neglected housing projects to accomplish as well. The biggest of which is getting the garage back on its foundation. I also have to build two more garage doors to replace the two that have slowly been destroyed by termites. After that there are a million little things to do. The painters come in two and a half weeks.
Needless to say I'm bit stressed out and cranky at the moment. I also have a documentary to complete which is going as easily as pushing water uphill.
I'm sure it will only get worse.
For what seemed like forever, it appeared that we would never be moving away from Los Angeles. But with the turn of the year, the time is now.
I've had three paint contractors come in to bid on painting the house inside and out. Two of the contractors actually gave me bids. That was the first big sticker shock. It was twice what I was expecting to pay. I've had two flooring contractors come in to bid on replacing my flooring. One of them gave me a bid. It started out at 4x what I was expecting and I worked him down to 2x what I was expecting.
Things are moving at what seems like a break neck pace because The Queen and I have trips as well. She has a business trip next week and in three weeks. In two weeks, the pair of us are going to Florida to celebrate her mother's 80th birthday. In four weeks, we both travel to Oakhurst to look at more houses.
There are two houses that we would move into tomorrow if my money had cleared from the pension fund. Oddly they are both on Woodview St. But that doesn't happen until April. We also have about 10 more houses to look at. Thankfully, houses in the Oakhurst-Mariposa corridor aren't moving that quickly. That might all change in March once the weather improves. Our realtor up there is a little sketchy. Most of the sketchiness comes from her fellow realtor and fiancee. I intend to leave him behind during the next visit.
Currently, the Queen and I are filling up boxes. We have to get all the knickknacks and assorted house detritus out of the way so the painters can paint and floor installers can install floors. This gave the Queen a bit of a heart attack since she will be gone starting next week. Our current ration is 3 boxes to donate to 1 box to keep. God help me when I back up my office.
I have a ton of neglected housing projects to accomplish as well. The biggest of which is getting the garage back on its foundation. I also have to build two more garage doors to replace the two that have slowly been destroyed by termites. After that there are a million little things to do. The painters come in two and a half weeks.
Needless to say I'm bit stressed out and cranky at the moment. I also have a documentary to complete which is going as easily as pushing water uphill.
I'm sure it will only get worse.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm