The Feline Seal of Approval
Ziggy quite approves of my new Craftsman chest, as you can see here. Actually, the part he is sitting on (with the black drawers) is the new part. The upper part (red drawers) I have had for about three years.
We had a nice evening with our friend Bill. We tried to go to dinner at the Troutbrook Brewhouse in Wallingford (actually Yalesville), but when we arrived there to meet him, it had changed to the Q River Bar and Grill. So we ate there anyway, and it turned out to be very good. (It wasn't like the time the Chinese restaurant changed to Russian, Laura.)
Whatever this restaurant is called, it is located about half a mile from a house we tried to buy back in 1999. It was, dare I say it, our dream house. Mid-Victorian, lots of rooms, upstairs sitting room with built in bookcases, a huge garage, great neighborhood -- and geographically exactly where we wanted to be in Connecticut.
We made an offer on it the day we saw it -- without knowing that the sellers were already considering another offer (their agent was less than forthcoming with us). Still, even after we found out about the other offer, there was a chance the other buyers would not be able to get a bridge loan and the house might have come to us. We spent a torturous week waiting for news, and finally got it at 4:45 Friday afternoon, just fifteen minutes before the decision deadline. The other offer was approved and accepted. What a disappointment.
That weekend, though, we went out and saw our house for the first time -- this one, the one we ended up buying. And although I didn't connect with it right away, the way I did with the other one, I am glad things turned out the way they did. We both love this house, and it's turned out to be a good place for us. I'm not superstitious, and I don't believe things happen according to a plan, but I will say I'm glad we didn't end up in that house at the expense of the other couple who had first bid on it. We would have gotten the house in Yalesville only if their deal had fallen through. For that and several other reasons, I think things worked out better for us in the end, with this house.
Hmmm, I guess I get rambly late at night.
While I'm ramblin', let me mention that Amanda has started an online journal to go with her weblog! Go and read!
Ziggy quite approves of my new Craftsman chest, as you can see here. Actually, the part he is sitting on (with the black drawers) is the new part. The upper part (red drawers) I have had for about three years.
We had a nice evening with our friend Bill. We tried to go to dinner at the Troutbrook Brewhouse in Wallingford (actually Yalesville), but when we arrived there to meet him, it had changed to the Q River Bar and Grill. So we ate there anyway, and it turned out to be very good. (It wasn't like the time the Chinese restaurant changed to Russian, Laura.)
Whatever this restaurant is called, it is located about half a mile from a house we tried to buy back in 1999. It was, dare I say it, our dream house. Mid-Victorian, lots of rooms, upstairs sitting room with built in bookcases, a huge garage, great neighborhood -- and geographically exactly where we wanted to be in Connecticut.
We made an offer on it the day we saw it -- without knowing that the sellers were already considering another offer (their agent was less than forthcoming with us). Still, even after we found out about the other offer, there was a chance the other buyers would not be able to get a bridge loan and the house might have come to us. We spent a torturous week waiting for news, and finally got it at 4:45 Friday afternoon, just fifteen minutes before the decision deadline. The other offer was approved and accepted. What a disappointment.
That weekend, though, we went out and saw our house for the first time -- this one, the one we ended up buying. And although I didn't connect with it right away, the way I did with the other one, I am glad things turned out the way they did. We both love this house, and it's turned out to be a good place for us. I'm not superstitious, and I don't believe things happen according to a plan, but I will say I'm glad we didn't end up in that house at the expense of the other couple who had first bid on it. We would have gotten the house in Yalesville only if their deal had fallen through. For that and several other reasons, I think things worked out better for us in the end, with this house.
Hmmm, I guess I get rambly late at night.
While I'm ramblin', let me mention that Amanda has started an online journal to go with her weblog! Go and read!
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