Sacrifice to the Moving Gods

I've now looked through every box: we only had to sacrifice one white wine glass to the moving gods (i'm not counting the coffee mug Amanda broke between Mesa Verde and the house). Happy only one thing broke, but not thrilled that it was one of our GOOD glasses- as opposed to the set of 24 for 8 bucks from IKEA. So, we're patting ourselves on the back for being excellent packers. yeah.

Also, we now have internet- so we're officially plugged in. This also means Rob and I hang out in completely seperate parts of the house. Me in the living room/ kitchen and him out in Step Tech Headquarters (aka- above the garage). We text or IM to communicate. Is that sad? Maybe, but its kinda fun.

George Update: she's adjusted OK to the house, but I think now she's a tortured kitty- all she wants to do is go outside. And since we don't have a fence yet- that ain't gonna happen. So, she just sits at the windows that face the courtyard and whines. The one time she did get out, she ate some of the weeds in the yard, came back inside....and puked. Good times- thank god for concrete floors.

OK, that's it for now. I promise next time I'll have visual aids with the post. All text and no posts make for a boring Blog.

Closing in Texas

We did it! We closed on Monday, and the last 3 days have been spent moving, packing, unpacking, cleaning, driving all over town....typical moving in stuff.

All that business is sooo worth it- the house is amazing. Pretty surreal being in a place you've been dreaming about for a year and a half. Neighbors are cool- but we already knew that. A few of them stopped by for a beer on the deck and the sunset. All agreed that we have the best view in Agave.

Our punch list is pretty short- nothing major to fix or adjust. A few of the outlets in the kitchen don't work, and the fence needs to be completed. The contractor is still coming out to the house to water the yard- the grass gets yellow quick w/ all this sun.

A few things that I would guess are unique to Texas in a real estate closing:

1. Your property is called your HOMESTEAD.

2. There's a whole section of documents on SQUATTER'S RIGHTS. they actually asked if we noticed anyone campin out on our "homestead".

3. We do not have the rights to the "minerals" that may or may not be present on our property. Translation: If it turns out there is oil on our property, we do not have the right to drill it. We had to sign something that stated we promise NOT TO DRILL FOR OIL.

Only in Texas. (but please correct me if I'm wrong).

Moral of the story: The house rocks and it was well worth the wait. You're all invited anytime, doesn't matter if you have to fly, drive or walk- just get here! We'll be on the balcony with a glass of wine.