Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Old Age Day by Day April 9, 2013

I saw a house for sale with our younger son last night.  I hope this is the one.  He's going to make an offer, but the market is crazy here, with multiple offers over asking prices.  It's hard emotionally, because you imagine yourself in the house, what you'd change, how your furniture would fit, who would the neighbors be, then it all dissolves and you're back to square one.  I've never had this problem.  We've only owned four houses, and we made an offer on each which was accepted.  End of story.  Now, with the second house, I wish our offer had been refused, as it would have saved us some grief, but anyhow, I didn't have to do that mental adjusting our son is going through.  Well, we'll see.  There is always another house out there, it's just that it takes tremendous energy to make the bid and wait and see. 

Today's weather is beautiful.  I'm going to call the gardener and find out if he's ever coming over.  He avoided us, rightly so, during the roofing, but now he seems to have disappeared for good.  Oh, dear.  We had a wind storm last weekend and a lot has blown down from the trees.  It's a good time to come.

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