I'd like to think I didn't waste my free time while I had it. I feel prepared, but that sneaking feeling that I could have - should have done more while I had the time lingers . . .
The closing went without a hitch on Monday and was complete in less than an hour. The sellers and their daughter were in attendance, as were a multitude of attorneys. I was glad I hadn't braved the paper signing alone and invited my mom along when Russ realized he really couldn't take another day off work.
We met some local running friends for lunch after the closing and got to experience the cozy familiarity locals have at the Bean Runner Cafe. I was introduced to Ted, a former marathoner turned kiddie coach, who owns the cafe. It was a pleasant dining experience, but I will have to save further praise/critique. It seems there is some intense rivalry between the Bean Runner and the Peekskill Coffee House around the corner. I'd like to sample both establishments before I lavish praise on the quaint cafe that regularly hosts local musicians and serves up a mean jerk chicken wrap and corn chowder.
Since Monday, our world had been a flurry of activity, including a lackluster attempt to celebrate our 3rd anniversary. I haven't been back to the house since a brief visit after the closing to test out the feeling of opening MY FRONT door. The list of things projects to complete before move-in: remove the linoleum flooring, salvage the wood floors underneath, establish a palette and pick carpet/rug/paint colors, get a fresh coat of paint on the walls, remove the old carpeting, clean out the fluffy white dog fur that has settled into every crack and crevice ... and that's just the interior.
I'm working hard to persuade Russ to hire someone to help with clearing the overgrowth and brush outside.
It just seems like too much for one man (and his motely Crew) to take on and complete in less than 2 weeks. The clock is ticking. I'm making TONS of lists. When do we find time to savor this new experience: homeownership.
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