Thursday, February 02, 2006

A Place in the Country

All I thought I wanted was a front door
All I thought I wanted was a place in the country
Now I realise I wanted so much more
Some I love but you I adore
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni

We sold our house yesterday. It only took us four months in a seller's market, so I'm pretty thankful. We signed the paperwork last night and celebrated with beer, donuts and ice cream. No longer will we need to open our home to perfect strangers to tour and evaluate. Well, we'll need to do it one or two more times before we close the sale, but the pressure is off.

The next step: packing and moving. Usually, when I have to move, I end up procrastinating or in a situation where we're doing silly things like packing junk mail into boxes and throwing clothes into bags hand over fist. This time, I want to pack in a systematic and orderly fashion, without anyone panicking, crying or needing to be sent flowers.

First, I need to organize a moving party. I'm looking at President's Day weekend as the big move day. I hope to throw one final Lodge Meeting on Friday, February 17 in our beloved lodge. This will not only be the closing ceremony for the University Heights lodge, but it will also be to celebrate Espresso Toast's birthday. I would like to rent a truck Saturday morning and shuffle off to Buffalo...er...Canton. It will be a long weekend so, hopefully, squeezing in a little fun won't set us back too far.

We are to turn the keys over on February 27, so having everything out of the house by the 19th will give us a week to spare. This is how I want the packing and moving to proceed:
  1. Organize and pack up all random stuff in the basement. This includes putting all CD's into storage books, clearing off the table in the laundry room that is covered with stuff we don't have a place for.
  2. Pack up all plates and dishes and convert to paper plates and cups.
  3. Pack up summer clothes and extra towels and sheets.
  4. Box up all but one pair of shoes for each of us.
  5. Box up all books.
  6. Box up or toss all extra bathroom stuff. Leave toothbrushes, toothpaste, deoderant, one hairbrush, one hair dryer.
  7. Pack all toys in the library and the girls' bedrooms.
  8. Find lost remotes (they've all disappeared within the last two weeks).

We also need to decide what the minium stuff is that we are taking with us while we stay with my parents. We won't need to bring toys; they have plenty. We should just need to have our current clothes, our books of DVD's, a TV for our bedroom and the portable DVD player, a couple of books, the laptop and game CD'S, the PlayStation and a handful of games, and toiletries. I'm worried about bringing too much stuff, lest we start to feel claustrophobic.

We will be staying with my parents for a little while in order to catch our breath and plan our next move. This house we live in was too expensive for us and it was only a matter of time until our resources ran out and we had to turn to credit. We are still hanging tough, but I don't think we could have gone for another month in that house without crying "Uncle!". In fact, the day we found out there was an offer on the house was payday for me. I had just finished paying the bills and was looking at about 400-500 to get us through the month. That may sound like a lot of money, but we are usually out of money by the third week of the month.

Fortunately fate stepped in and sent us a buyer who adores the house. She ended up agreeing to pay 500 less than the asking price, which is extrodinary as we look over the precipice of the crash of the housing market. We are so lucky to be done with this house. I was really bummed out the other day when it really hit me how close to bankruptcy we were as a result of this house. But good old Doc reminded me of something I said when we bought the place: This is an experiement; we really don't know what we are doing.

Well, I now know what I'm doing with regard to homeownership. Hopefully, when we are back on our feet and moving forward, we can find ourselves a little place in the country that we can afford, with enough left over to save a bit too. But until then, we plan to lean on my parents for a little while, soak up their love, give a bunch back, play some poker, watch some TV, ride our bikes, laugh, cook, talk, and bask in the warmth of hearth and home.

5 Comments:

Blogger Raven said...

In my opinion home ownership is the anti-american dream. It drags you into debt, frustration, depression, and outright lunacy. Though, you ccouldn't pay me to live with my mother again. So it that regard you are very lucky. After the kids grow up I am hoping to convince my hubby to rent.

Thursday, February 02, 2006 8:42:00 PM

 
Blogger T said...

I don't know about that Raven (a different Raven from some of my past blog posts BTW). I think that owning a "castle" of your own is a very liberating thing. I don't think there is really any other way to be closer to that seemingly elusive thing called freedom. Especially in this day and age. But, I still live at home, so what do I know.

Oh yeah, I know that having a place to call your own. Your absolute, unarguable, own, would be an amazing feeling. But, it's like anything else that is life changing. You HAVE to be ready for it. Just like buying a car, backpacking across Europe, and having kids (<--ESPECIALLY this one), you have to be physically, mentally, and financially ready for the burdens that will be place on you.

I hate to semi-quote a comic book/movie but, with great freedom comes great responsibility.

T


P.S.: I have updated my blog. http://waffblog.blogspot.com

Friday, February 03, 2006 1:01:00 AM

 
Blogger Jenny Jenny Flannery said...

There's a good arguement on both sides, in fact Big Orange and I have debated back and forth over the merits of each. I'm on the fence, myself. Maybe, what I'll do is rent my home and own a cabin in the woods. Then I could have the best of both worlds.

Friday, February 03, 2006 8:58:00 AM

 
Blogger don'tneedtoknow said...

Speaking as someone who works in the mortgage industry, I know for a fact the in the long run renting costs the consumer a lot more than owning does. Not to mention, if you rent, you're giving all of your money to someone else and you end up with nothing to show for it. I have quite a few customers who are landlords and most of these people don't know their ass from a whole in the ground. I would never trust the security of my home to one of these idiots.

Yes, it is a responsibility. It's an investment in your own empowerment and it's most certainly worth the effort. Pay attention to your taxes, keep up on levies ad assessments. Know that the insurance industry has many options and don't be afraid to stand up for what you want and hunt for the best insurance at the best cost. Also, please, please, please take the time to learn how escrow accounts work! I can't tell you how many people I deal with who have no idea what they legally agreed to at their closings. Insist that the closing agent take the time to explain what's going on. Don't sit there like a dope and sign your life away. Your life (and your home) is in your hands. It's your responsiblity to empower yourself and make sure that you KNOW what's going on.

As for my own personal experience, I rented for many years and now I own. There is no fence for me. I will NEVER rent again.

Anyway Princess, I'm thrilled that you're coming home. You have a beautiful family and I don't blame you one bit for wanting stay as close as possible.

I love ya, Darlin'!

Friday, February 03, 2006 10:54:00 AM

 
Blogger don'tneedtoknow said...

A whole in the ground? A hole, a whole, whatever. Now I'm the dope! :/

Friday, February 03, 2006 10:56:00 AM

 

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