Thursday, January 1, 2009

Not superstitious: we just never leave port on a Friday, that's all....

My best friend in high school came from a commercial fishing family. Her dad, Harvey, was a great huge guy who had his own way of doing things. There is a silver dollar under the mast of every vessel Harvey ever built. The coffee cups in the galley always hang up with the open end facing the stern of the boat. And no matter what the forcast says concerninig the weather, the tide table, or the fishing season, Harvey nevers leaves port on a Friday. Midnight-plus-1-minute on Saturday morning, yes. But not on a Friday. Why take chances?

What's this got to do with Haiku Farm?

Lemme tell you: I'm not superstitious, but while we're in this Limbo area between making our offer and signing the closing papers, I'm not taking chances.

We saved the Thanksgiving and Xmas turkey wishbones, and were careful about the wishes we used...I got the first one, Jim got the second, but since we were coordinating it was okay either way.

I am the first person outside every evening at dusk, looking for that first star--it's pretty rare to see any stars at all in a Pacific Northwest winter sky, but I always check to make sure.

Fortune cookies are tricky, but here's Jim's fortune from dinner last night: "Take that chance you've been considering." I'm gonna save that little slip of paper for a few weeks.

Train cars--if you count 'em all (accuracy counts), you can wish on the last one. There's a freight railroad crossing a few blocks from my house....!

Are New Year's Resolutions a wishing thing? I'm never sure, but what the heck:
My resolution is to get moved safely and sanely before the end of Spring.

Wish me luck.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I never knew that :: "PENDING" is such a great word. :: But it really is!

See it? Right there, next to the photo?


That's a technical real-estate jargon word that means "If all the stars align correctly and a certain person gets off her butt and collects the water sample and delivers it to the health department on schedule and if the chimney inspection works out fine and if the ruttin' sky doesn't fall THEN THESE FOLKS WILL GET TO BUY THIS PLACE!!!"

Fingers drumming. Toes tapping. Glance at clock, check email, drum fingers, tap toes again.

Thanks, Jim, for snagging the photo for me. (What a great guy!)

talking about money makes my head hurt; I just really want a BARN!

Do you think I could order this barn on E-Bay?

Gary-the-Financial-Genius shopped all kinds of loans for us, and did all kinds of work to keep costs low, which is good. Alas, with a VA loan, we can't add the cost of building the barn to the original home loan. They "just don't do that." Argh.

The new plan is to buy the house and land, and then apply for a "building materials" loan so we can build a small, simple barn ourselves. Actually, that is kind of exciting--I've never built a BARN before. Truthfully, I've never built a dog house before...or even a bird house. I wonder if I can acquire the skills without, like, using a power saw to amputate my arm or something...

Fortunately, there are Building Skills in my family. Whew. Maybe it will be like those Amish Barn Raising parties I've seen in movies, and us wimmen-folks will just earn our keep looking pretty and making food. Heck, I can make food.

But I'd kinda like to try building, too.

Monday, December 29, 2008

They accepted our offer! Now it's our turn to get really busy!

The next step for us is getting the well water tested.   

When I lived on a well many years ago, I was pretty casual about getting the water quality tested and verifying the capacity of the well.  Fortunately, the purity was fine, thanks to a gigantic reverse-osmosis water purification system in the basement of that house.  

Unfortunately, the RO unit gave one gallon of water for every three gallons processed...on a well that was not terribly productive.   I fought with that whole system for the entire time I lived in that house.

THIS time, the bank will (sensibly) insist on a water purity test, and we've written a "capacity verification" as a condition of the sale.  But...who knew that water testing is so persnickity?  Maybe it's just the Snohomish County health department rules, but you have to take a water sample after 8 am and return in (in the special sample jar) before 9am the next morning!   Who works on a schedule like that?

Well, me, apparently...if I want to get that water tested!   Hmmmm.