Ever since we moved in, there’s been a large turkey oak tree looming over one corner of my studio. You can kind of see it in the background of this photo; the trunk is pretty much right smack in the middle of the photo (look past the mug, past the …
Our Gainesville house is at that awkward, in-between stage where we’ve moved out, but there’s still some crap sitting around for Tim to take to the dump, and small renovations have begun but nothing major has happened yet. Who wants a walk-through of a messy, kind of depressing place?
Time flies when you’re fixing one thing after another – or when you’re interrupted when fixing one thing in order to hurriedly fix another… As I’m writing this, Tim is in the guest bathroom fixing the tub faucet (the first time he turned it on, before I even got here, …
Did I mention the cat shelves Tim is building?
This post brought to you by my phone, acting as a mobile hotspot! I went to a Verizon office and see what they could do for me, and was able to change two plans with one gig of data each to a single shared plan with ten gigs of data …
Next time I move*, I don’t think I’m going to buy a bunch of new furniture for the new house at the same time. I do love the new bed, don’t get me wrong — both of us have been having back pains that have pretty much disappeared since sleeping …
The UPS lady almost gave me a hug when she got out of her truck the other day. “I *love* your new driveway!” — she settled for a high five, a few minutes of conversation, and then Tim walked the girls past her and she had dog bones in her …
It’s a good thing that Tim likes puzzles, because the sheer amount of things that need to be done, all seemingly at the same time, is starting (starting? HAH!) to wreck my head. Every time I start getting all, “I don’t know what to do NEXT! Everything has to be …
I’m pretty sure by this point that if you put all three and a half bathrooms together, you’d get one single working one. This is the master bath. Both sinks work. The toilet works. The shower shoots water straight out at you from the faucet handles, at about chest level, …
Have we told you about the clay pit? About why this property was up for sale in the first place? As near as we can tell – and a LOT of this is guessing and conjecture and putting things together that we’ve heard through the grapevine, so, take this with …
If you read this post, about a month ago, you know that the water was an issue/non-issue (in that it wasn’t on the first time we had the place inspected, so he didn’t inspect the water, and then the first appraisal was deemed “materially insufficient” because the water wasn’t tested, so …
One thing I was ecstatic to see the first time we went out to look at the property was that there were gopher tortoise holes. I’ve been a fan of gopher tortoises since I lived on the farm; we had them out there. I just love the slow, steady, “ah-yup” …
(Cross-posted on my work blog) Here are a couple of inside-studio shots. Tim was originally going to start with the back deck for the house, but a little problem with the truck has derailed that for a couple of days. So he started with the studio, instead. TO START WITH…
…there’s a million things to be and you know that—- they’ll all happen at OUR NEW HOUSE! Sweet Zombie Jesus, what a trial. If this place turns out to be haunted or something? Like, the Amityville Horror of Keystone Heights? Those ghosts better step the fuck back because I fought …
OK, I really, really hesitate to put this out there for fear of something ELSE going wrong… but we saw a lot of friends over the weekend, and of course they asked, and I can’t NOT answer, and then if I answer them I can’t just not say something online where …
Sweet Zombie Jesus, I hardly even remember why, at this point. Well, I say that, but then I do things like trip over the garbage can while trying to thread my way between my desk and the stack of HaldeCraft yarn without knocking the drying ceramics off onto the floor, …
I’m writing one of those long, involved, navel-gazing posts about why Tim and I even want to move out into the ass end of nowhere, and it occurred to me I haven’t really updated recently where we are in the game — I mean, the circus — I mean, in …
So, we had one last card to play with the lender, and we played it today. He’s going to go over things with the underwriter tomorrow morning. Allegedly we should know tomorrow if it’s yes or no (right now, it still looks like “probably not, but we’ll try one more …
I had the weirdest dream last night. I was trying to check out of a hotel, but didn’t have enough money. So I had to play a complicated half-text, half-graphics computer game in order to find real gold that I could then weigh and use to pay for my hotel …
Still no word if we’ve gotten the loan for the 15 acres with the not-too-shitty mobile home and the totally amazing 2200sq ft studio. But no news is good news, right? I mean, the lender (third lender, I think, have I told you that story?) finally finished asking us for paperwork …
Continued from yesterday! So the first thing I did when Tim starting worrying over the bank dragging their heels was to download the Zillow app for my phone. I’d been lurking on the website for a couple years, because I get curious when I’m out walking the dog and see …
Last week we decided to tell our friends, whose house we’ve been wanting to buy since April, that we’re glad they had other interested people lined up behind us because we’re going to have to step away from it. It’s a beautiful place; picturesque; country enough to be left alone …
In case you haven’t picked up on this, Tim and I have been talking about moving the HaldeCon Household. We started earlier this year with an unexpected turn; we decided to start verbalizing what we wanted, and within a month or two of that, some friends whom we love dearly …
