Wednesday, April 27, 2011

NO new is good news

We are still waiting for news. Next week is our original closing date. I am taking measuring tape and a flash light up to the house for another look. I need to figure out the bedroom situation and furniture placement. I am taking a friend to get perspective from her. While we are up there we will see the dive again and a couple of houses we did not view on our marathon and pick day. We had just been too tired and burned out.



I want a back up plan just in case. You just never know with banks. My neighbor, of the vacant house, had a deal and the bank after months of contemplating the offer, turned the offer down. I still love the old neighborhood. If the dive wasn't such a dive, it would be a perfect location.



If Tom hadn't already started work we would have time. He came home the first night. I loved seeing him. He also had a list a questions regarding house and health insurance we needed to call on in the morning. He found it cost him $40 in gas to drive to work round trip from our house. Its sad to think it will cost $20 a day once we move to our new location, being half the distance, better but still costly.



With the crisis in Japan, it is going to be hard to get a Prius or hybrid car with out paying a premium. Priuses are the first modern car ever to appreciate in value after a new purchase. Most cars lose 20% in value when you drive off the lot. It looks more tempting when gas prices are $4.00 a gallon and talk of $5.00 is not out of the question. I always did like public transport. I hear there is a bus that circles our new town, just like the one that runs by our neighborhood where we live now. I just doubt the bus comes up the hill in our new neighborhood. It will be a hike to the bus stop.



Trevor is not thrilled about contemplating taking eighth grade again. I think I will take him to tour the schools. We get out a week earlier than they do, so there will be time to see the schools in action.



Riley seems to be doing well on the decreased meds. He had a soar throat Monday so I kept him home. He said it was better but still lingering on Tuesday. He felt well enough to go to school. Trevor missed the bus Monday, not having his brother remind him it was time to go. He was into a new book and read right through the bus pick up time. I drove him to school.



Tuesday I got a call from Trevor, right after school started. He had forgotten to wear his band uniform. They had a performance competition that day. I drove his uniform to him. Its just a white button down dress shirt with black pants and black shoes. He does look handsome when he wears it. They wont know for a day how they did in their performance. 30 schools competed over the course of the day. His wonderful band teacher fell over the weekend and broke her elbow. Its sounds nasty. She will need surgery and will be out for the rest of the year probably. She wont be able to conduct. The high school band teacher, a man, will be in charge of the class. I don't know what will happen to the Coeur D'elaine competition. With Trevor's grades he wasn't going anyway. I just feel so badly for his teacher. She is one of those shining stars that inspire students, when students are lucky enough to have a great teacher fall into their lives.



I am going to go grab my tape measure and flashlight and notebook and head out for the day. I wonder how Tom would react if I did find another house I liked better. It will be hard to beat 5000 square feet of space and party room. The insurance said to replace a house that size with all the cedar beams and ceramic tile and hard wood, it would cost $680,000. Even when I told them to take it down to the standard quality of carpet and drywall, the replacement cost was $650,000. Ack. We will be paying $2040 a year for house insurance. That is over double what we are paying now. I am going to get a comparison bid on Friday, from the agent that works across from us at the mall.



There is always something to keep my blood pressure up. I don't stress (humor), but if I did I sure feel like I have a lot to stress about.

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