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Seeking Approval
There is an awful lot of detail that requires attention after you sign an offer on a new house. More than I can process, but it has to be dealt with, so I don’t have much choice. It seems funny that there was such a long span of time in which I was waiting, and now there is a rush to get everything done. Where’d I put my 2011 W2?
I guess I wasn’t supposed to use my credit cards while waiting to be approved for a loan. I pay the entire balance every month, so it seems to me that it provides plenty of history for how we manage our finances. It’s not like I stopped living. I charged the groceries I bought online.
We are looking into getting out of the big banks and into a credit union based near our new property. I am hoping they will provide our mortgage. We are crunching through the approval process anew, after continued frustration dealing with the first option presented to us.
I think all this rigmarole is the reason we lived where we are now for 25 years. It was easier.
Here’s hoping it is the last time we have to do this. The master bedroom is on the main floor. If we move the washer and dryer up to the same level, we could have a place that will fit our needs long into our frail and feeble years.
Not Sure
I wish I had some of the horse sense right now that this guy possesses, to help with the negotiation process in which we are engaged.
I like the mysteriousness of having the eyes out of view in this image. There is still a lot conveyed by the rest of the face and muzzle.
Is this view destined to be a daily experience in my future? It’s quite possible, yet how near a future remains uncertain.
I’ve waited this long, I can wait some more. I’ve said many times that we aren’t in a situation where we really need to sell our house and move. If we can’t get an offer that we are satisfied with, we are still more than happy to stay where we are and continue to enjoy the luxury of a house we are very lucky to have.
For the time being, Cyndie can take advantage of the open invitation to visit the horses she has worked with in the recent past. I’m okay where we are at. I’m still trying to get used to having a housemate again. It’s almost like living in a new place.
One thing that has potential to change our mind about how much we want to be paid for our house is, if the place we are most interested in became available for a similar discount to what we are being asked to give. It can’t hurt to inquire.
This is one of those times when my propensity for not easily making decisions becomes most evident. A right or wrong decision? I wish. It’s all in how you frame it. If I wait long enough, either an answer materializes, or the question goes away. That is my usual modus operandi.
It’s a good thing I am pretty proficient at waiting. Time will tell all.
Horse Visit
One of our first priorities, now that Cyndie is home, was to get out and visit her horse friends in Minnetrista. Cyndie is reading a book about communicating with animals that expands on what she has experienced from her training of the last couple years. It makes total sense to me that the process would require that she move her focus from her head-thoughts, and the distractions of me and other activity, so it is not surprising that little of that level of communication occurs during our brief joint visits. However, yesterday I witnessed two moments when the horses appeared to pause with her and activity seemed to be suspended.
In one, it happened after a horse made a very determined cross of some distance, pushing through two other horses in his path, to take a straight course to where Cyndie stood. Cyndie said the message was that she needs to come back and spend some extended time with them. They have some things to say, and they could tell she was currently distracted.
I take no offense.
My Love
Last night I had all the images on our computer randomly displaying on the television screen again, and when this one appeared, I felt an overwhelming excitement for the fact that my baby love is coming home soon! Look at this and imagine how it might feel to be me this week! I bet the horses she cares for here are even excited about it, and no one has even told them yet. Cyndie’s coming home to stay!
Rainbow Bow
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This fancy piece of art is a gift that my good friend Rich’s daughter, Sarah, provided to me. She sweetly stood still long enough for me to capture a couple of pictures of her new shoes. If there was Olympic competition for shoes, these colorful gems would be worth gold! Thanks, Sarah!
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Lucky Shot
Here we have an example of a happy accident. I honestly didn’t see the friend in the distance, when I snapped this shot. I rushed it a bit, trying to capture the closer deer before an approaching car chased it away, and as a result, missed the focus. Luckily, the camera latched on to the background, which included the head that I didn’t even notice, peeking at me from below the hill.
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