Oh. My God.

blueberry-limeadeOur flight into Denver was actually quite nice – we left on time and landed about 20 minutes early. I slept for most of the trip due to the previous night’s insomnia. When we exited the plane, much of the respiratory congestion that I have lived with for the last 4 years (maybe a little longer) started to break up. I think that this place will be good for my asthma.

Since we had a lot of time left in the day, Michael and I explored town a little bit. First, we went to Red Robin for dinner – chain food, nothing fancy. It’s notable because when you live in San Francisco, you tend to focus on mom and pop restaurants. Sure, there are some chain restaurants, but especially since there is a recession, it’s better to keep the little guy in business. It’s just something to get used to here. In any case, I got something to drink that Linnea would love – it was this limeade thing with blueberries floating in it! For some reason the blueberries tasted so good after the flight.

We visited the mall after eating. I found it to be completely acceptable. There were plenty of the same stores I shop at in San Francisco, and a few that you find everywhere. I have been told that the Park Meadows mall is the high-end mall in the area, but it doesn’t really compare to the high-end places in San Francisco.

I had every intention of visiting the hot tub in the hotel that night, but I was just so tired that I collapsed around 9:00pm, which would be 8:00pm San Francisco time. I figured this would be so great, that I would have plenty of energy for the house hunt the next day. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

I woke up a little after midnight. I tossed and turned, and eventually took a swig of my cough medicine (I figured maybe I was still a little congested). Nothing worked. Additionally, it turns out that people are serious when they tell you the place is dry – my lips were sealed shut when I woke up! I already had a crack in the corner of my mouth from the winter weather at home. It was painful to rip my lips apart this morning. Tonight, I will liberally apply Chapstick before falling asleep. I did not fall back asleep until about 6:00 this morning. I had to get up at 8:30 so we could meet some people Michael met in the city-data forums. So much for being well rested.

After all of this we met our agent to look at, I’m not kidding, 11 houses.  If you are faint of heart or easily overwhelmed, I don’t recommend this volume. Don’t get me wrong, Michael and I absolutely wanted to see as many places as possible before putting in a bid. Looking at houses was exhausting, sure, but way more fun than I would have expected. If I weren’t so tired, I think it would have been even more awesome! It was especially important (given the sheer number of houses we wanted to see) that we had a system for keeping track of the places. Our agent gave us a little bound book of the houses we were to visit today, so Michael made notes in there. It was the better job to give him because he’s good at cutting through my comments to what is most important. It kind of reminds me of the journals he kept as a kid – very dry, mostly “the weather was ___” and “I did this” kind of statements. I might be tempted to write more than necessary, maybe adding emotion and confusing the issues. I took the pictures since I have a clear idea of what was visually notable. Plus, it’s mostly my camera (but I let Michael use it, too!).

Shall we start with the broad strokes?

Our realtor took us all over the city today. I’ve never lived near mountains before, so it was kind of cool to see them as we drove around. Here is a zoomed in view of what I saw from the front window:

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There were also interesting things to see in the houses, even from the 7 houses we have eliminated from consideration.

Interesting color choices: bright-room And a light socket with personality: winking-socket (What is it for, anyway?)

The 4 houses we are still considering are very different, yet nice for different reasons. I’ll show them to you in the order we saw them.

The first is a very pretty house, owned by a person who appears to be an architect. The most notable pictures from this place are of the stairs, kitchen, and bathroom. The staircase is curved, and the entryway has an unusual, but really nifty “hub” sort of design. All of the other rooms on the main floor come off of the entryway. The kitchen is pretty, large, and open to the family room. It is the most expensive house on our list.

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When we walked into the second house, I was a little speechless. I walked through for quite awhile before I realized I had forgotten to snap pictures. You’ll notice some dark (slate, I think) tiles in one of the rooms – they go throughout the main floor save for one small carpeted area. The only knocks on this place are that the driveway is sloped (more difficult to get out of when it snows) and it seems like there isn’t a lot of natural light. On the bright side, I believe we could easily add some skylights to the living room to brighten it up. This was also the only house where I readily saw where the kittens would go. There is a white bathroom downstairs with easily cleanable tile. It was hard to photograph, but it was sort of long and just the right amount of space for little cats. As a bonus, there is a swing set/jungle gym thing in the back yard that I think my brother’s kids would really like when they come out to visit.

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The third house was in the same category price-wise as the second house. You can tell that the people really value their bathrooms in this one – every single bathroom is just gorgeous. The kitchen is updated, but it needs a little more work space to really make it functional for us (maybe a moveable island sort of thing). The master bedroom has a sitting area off to one side, as well as a deck off the other side. The master bathroom is really nicely done as well.

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Unfortunately I didn’t photograph more than the facade of the fourth house. It’s on the short list, so I will add photos on the second viewing. The rooms were nice. The master bedroom had the 5-piece bathroom (separate tub and shower, 2 sinks, and the toilet). The kitchen is big and totally usable now, but I can see how I could update it to make it incredible. It backs to an open space that will never be developed, as part of the community plan. The best part? The seller is under contract to buy another house and is desperate to sell. He said he’d be willing (to quote my Realtor) “to take a haircut” on the price. He called before we even got to the place to see if we liked it – our agent had to calm the guy down and explain that we would get there soon. This would be our cheapest option, and I do like a good deal.

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I would say that today was a very successful day of house hunting. We will see many more places tomorrow, and then make a trip to downtown Denver. I’ll give you another “best of” list, but be forewarned, the houses that you’ve already seen are the ones we had rated the highest before actually seeing them.

I wonder, which houses do you like best?

Back from Florida

Michael and I arrived home from Florida about mid-day on Sunday. This is noteworthy because we were supposed to arrive 12 or 14 hours earlier (I can no longer remember for sure). For the first time in recorded history (or so say the newscasters), tornadoes struck Atlanta, Georgia. “But wait,” you’re thinking “she was in Florida. What do tornadoes in Georgia have to do with the price of tea in China?” Well, I’ll tell you – everything, that’s what. Apparently more of those funnel-shaped trailer smashers were touching down near the Atlanta airport, where our connection was supposed to happen. Our flight from Florida was delayed for several hours, but the one from Atlanta to San Francisco was only delayed until 20 mintues before we landed. Somehow our luggage made the flight though. Michael mused, “Lesson learned – next time we hide in the luggage.”

Meanwhile, we went over our options with the gate attendant. She booked us confirmed seats on a flight to San José via Los Angeles, and standby tickets on a flight to San Francisco that was even more delayed than the one we were supposed to take. When we arrived in Atlanta we tried to get confirmed seats on the San Francisco flight, but it had such a long waiting list that we were guaranteed to be trapped. Our flight to Los Angeles left at something like 10:00pm, and we arrived there about 1:00am (remember there is a 3 hour time change). We had to wait in the airport until 9:15am for the flight to San José. That meant sleeping in shifts in order to keep watch over our stuff. I think we each had about 2-3 hours of sleep total. Thankfully, there were no more delays the next morning, and we arrived in San José on time. Carisa and her boyfriend, Ryan, picked us up and drove us home, but not before stopping for lunch and a trip to Pet Club. 

The flight was supposed to take a total of 7 hours. Since we had to get to the airport from Inverness, FL (central FL), we were travelling for 25 hours, maybe 26. We had been up for about 36 hours. When we came home, we slept. I woke up at about 10:00 pm for food, then went back to sleep until about 5:30am. We actually made it to our 8:00 golf class this morning despite all of that.

The bright side to all of this is that I had plenty of time to knit. I finished the sock. You’ll notice that I ripped the entire thing back and reconfigured the toe. Or maybe you won’t. The point is, the toe was too square for me and then I made some huge mistakes in the overall sock pattern, so I figured it was a good time to frog it. The bind off was too tight (it always is) so I will rip it out and redo, but not now.

One sock

Florida itself was nice. We saw many friends we hadn’t seen since we left 4 years ago. One of them was dying of lymphoma, but we didn’t know until a few months ago. He hasn’t much time left. We ate at some restaurants that don’t exist out here. We played board games with our friends. We went to Disney for a day. I also visited with my friends’ pets. The total nuber of animals we hung out with comes to 4 dogs, 5 cats and a rabbit. The first picture is of my friends Lane, Zach, Jen and Lee (Lane’s mom) with Michael and me posing with Mike Wazowski from Monsters, Inc. The next one is me holding the rabbit. His name is Xiao Bai Tu, which means ”little white bunny” in Chinese.  

All of us with Mike WazowskiXiao Bei Tu

- Side note – if you don’t know me personally, you would probably surmise from reading my blog that I am about 70. I mean, I have a regular bridge game, I knit, I raise tons of animals, I gripe about ”kids these days” and I take fistfulls of pills everyday for all my endocrine and digestive disorders. Well, here’s the picture of me. I’m nowhere near 70. I’m not even 30. I’m just practicing to be an old codger. How am I doing?

There was one quest that I was unable to complete. I have a friend in San Francisco whose boyfriend just loves Munchkins (from Dunkin Donuts, another chain that is nowhere near us). When I go back east, I try to get a big box for them. I was able to get a few, but not the big box, when I went to Boston. When we went to Pittsburgh, I was too sick to try. But this time, this time, I had it all worked out. We allowed plenty of time to stop in Dunnellon and go to Dunkin Donuts before we went home. I went in to the store, and ordered the big box. This was around noonish. The clerk says “We don’t have any Munchkins.” (Reminds me of Weird Al’s Albuquerque….). How can you be out of Munchkins at noon on a Saturday? *&^$

For now, I am alive and well. I will post pictures of the yarn I purchased in my next post. In the meantime, check me out – I knit everywhere – at the beach, in line for theme park rides…

Knit on beachKnit in line