Day One

At the end of Day One, I'm happy to say that much has been accomplished. More, in fact, than I thought would possibly have been done in just one day.

• The air conditioning man doubles checked the system and gave it a passing grade. (The issue was that the inspector didn't think that one copper line was hooked up correctly. Duh! The system was installed in 2001 by this company and has run perfectly since. It has been checked and serviced every spring and fall since then, also by the same company. Again, duh. But since the doofus questioned it, we had to have it "certified" by a "technician.")
• The plumber checked out "slight leaks" in the kitchen and two bathroom sinks. One required tightening; the second required a new stopper assembly; the third showed no signs of leaking even though we let the water run at full open force for over 10 minutes. Then he placed a safety bar on the water heater. This wasn't a big deal except it had to be copper line, and cost $264!!!! Sheesh.
• The electrician replaced a few electrical outlets with the newer ones that have the safety reset buttons in the kitchen and bathrooms.

These were the safety issues that were requested, and I had no problem with those. There is one remaining item that is cosmetic, and while I initially resisted, I later decided to give them what they want. The cost is minimal, and it was likely to be one of those things that could have been a rather silly struggle of wills. I prefer to have the house sold than to "win." The buyers are happy and so am I.

While all these guys were there working, another man walked in the front door. I smiled and said "hi." Two of the workmen were in the kitchen with me, and they both spoke to him, as well. He said "hello" in return, and then said, "I'm the owner." I laughed and said, "No, you're not the owner. Not until Friday!" I think he didn't hear the last three words, and he repeated, "I'm the owner," but in a friendly way. I again smiled, and repeated "Not until Friday." Then it seemed to sink in on him, and he said, "Oh, are you the lady who's selling the house?" and I confirmed it. We chatted a few minutes, and I learned that he had never even been show the inside of the workshop, so we walked outside and looked at it, and he was delighted. He is a painter/home decorator who specialized in faux finishes, so the shop was a wonderful bonus for him to store equipment and supplies.

I enjoyed meeting "the owner." He seems to be a nice gentleman, a bit older than I anticipated (there are grown children and grandchildren, but only he and his wife will be living there), seems rather quiet yet friendly. I think I'm leaving Caroline and Laura with some decent neighbors. I hope they'll let me off the hook now!

I got finished up a few paper details on the real estate deal, and got a couple other unrelated business items done. Then this evening, my friend, Scottie, came over with his truck, and we got the large items into storage. As we drove back to the house, I told him that it took such a huge load of stress from me to have that done. Tomorrow, I will be able to finish putting the rest of the into boxes with help from C & L. What we can't shuttle into storage, Scottie will return to do with his truck tomorrow evening. I'll be done! Well, with this particular stage.

I've made more progress than I thought possible in one day, and that feels wonderful.

We will close at 5:00 PM on Friday. Ahhhh.

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PS added at 10:17 PM MST

Not long after I posted the above, I received an email from my son, Scott. It included a few pictures of Kylee. Now I get to brag a little!

Kylee (10-1/2 years old) made a decision a long time ago to grow her hair out and then have it cut for Locks of Love. I'm sure you know that it is an organization that takes such donations and makes wigs for people who have lost their hair because of medical conditions and/or treatments such as cancer. Observe Kylee before:



And after:

I'm so proud of her! And isn't she lovely?