Closed

There were a few hiccups and speed bumps along the way, but we finally closed on the house. Trish and I now own a home. Well, a small percentage of a home, the bank owns most of it. And in between bouts of celebration and holy $*##! what did we do moments, was packing... and more packing, and more packing. 

It all feels a little surreal. I suppose reality will kick in on Saturday when we are moving our stuff in. (Anyone who wants to lend a hand on Saturday morning, come on over. It will be a hoot-en-nanny.) 

I just need to say again, it would not have happened without the deep generosity of brother Tom and his wife Kathryn. Thanks, guys.