I just had some damned good pie and coffee in Woods Hole, Massachusetts after a day of biking across Martha’s Vineyard. There’s something tranquil about pulling two fighting toddlers alongside traffic jams and beaches where Jaws was filmed. It forces going to one’s happy place. After that, we took these […]
It’s July 1st: one week after our original closing date. I’m 1100 miles from the house we’ve been trying to sell for 4 years, and I just learned it is over. Mortgage paid off. New owner. Confirmed via email to the agent with whom I left a limited Power of […]
It’s 1988, and my father and I are in his two-toned 1983 Suburban headed on I-40 West toward Hickman County, TN. Me: “Why do you like going into the woods to hunt deer so much?” Dad: “For stress relief. To get away from civilization.” Stress. Yes, going 60 miles from […]
Our closing was moved from mid-July to 11 days from today. This was actually something we wanted, given the “what if he watches the news/listens to the radio/talks to a naysayer and thinks, ‘Why am I buying NOW when real estate is going to continue its downward slide into the […]
We found out Friday we are NOT getting the house we want. So I figured the best reaction would be to have a few beers in the front yard with our soon-to-be-missed neighbors while Pretty Bride cried and readied for the next day’s garage sale that was supposed to be […]
