2001 > March 25
We had our inspection on
12:00 PM

We had our inspection on the new house done yesterday, and it went just smashingly. The sellers were there, so we got a chance to meet them—I think they took a semi-paternal interest in us. They have kids who are our age, and one just bought a house of his own, so I think they were glad that we are so excited about the house. Moreover, the wife was an English major and the husband was a math major. Hooray for happy parallels.

We had no idea how much work they've done on the house. They did a full termite treatment, put on a new roof, replaced one full sliding glass door, painted, treated some dry rot on the rafters, roto-tilled the back and front yards (new grass just got planted yesterday)... I know I'm forgetting some things, too. Because the sellers have worked so hard to fix everything up, the inspector really only had a few, very minor concerns. I got more and more excited about moving there with every minute I spent in the house.

Our loan officer says she might be able to have our loan closed as early as the 31st. She rocks my world.

After the inspection, for which I had to get up way earlier than I ever get up on a Saturday, we returned home, took a disco nap, and rallied for dinner & drinks with a friend, who came over to pick up her fuzzmonster. I helped her start her own LiveJournal account last night. Now all she has to do is post in it. ;-) She very dear to me, and I do hope some of you will wave hello to her when she joins us in full force.

Later in the evening, I had a good, long talk with J—a sort of "state of the relationship" talk. We haven't done that enough lately; it's altogether too easy to get caught up in life's quotidian rhythms and forget about stepping back a little to see where you've come. Where we are is mostly good, but we both have some concerns, and I think we were able to discuss them in a constructive way. It was one of those talks that reminded me why I got married.

To the Vegas crew: I missed you this weekend about as much as it's possible to miss people you've never actually met. I wish I could have been there with you. Soon, though. I'll even buy the drinks.

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