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So. Much. Crap.

New house with crap from old house

New house with crap from old condo

Everything up from the basement in the condo

Everything up from the basement in the condo

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Progress!

Ta da!

Ta da!

Empty!

Empty!

Seriously empty

Seriously empty

I seriously can't believe this is empty

I seriously can’t believe this is empty

Big kudos and lots of gratitude to AO for all of his work to make the basement look like this. I did work, too, but I hung with Molly for most of Saturday while he did the final (read: five) load(s).

Done!

Done!

I think we should probably move every two years or never move at all.

Molly's empty room

Molly’s empty room

Remember when this was her room?

Remember when this was her room?

Bye-bye, condo. Thanks for a good run. You will be missed. Especially come December.

We're really leaving. I swear.

We’re really leaving. I swear.

And ... scene!

And … scene!

Closing time

It’s been more than nine years since my first and only house closing (I’m not counting all the refinancing that’s been done) and today – gasp! as long as everything goes according to plan – marks the first time I’ve ever sold a house! That’s right, loyal readers, at 2 p.m. today, we sell the only home I’ve ever owned and at 3 p.m., we buy our first single-family, more-than-one-bedroom, backyard-having, free-standing forever home. At least that’s the idea. Wish us luck?

Is there anyone in the world who doesn’t like a dumpling?

For whatever reason, today has been particularly hard. So, to distract myself from my grief, I asked AO to go on a walk with me at lunch. I wanted to walk down to the furniture store on West Wash in the hopes of finding all of the perfect pieces to fill up our new home. That didn’t happen, but I do like the shop (and am excited about the new consignment companion shop they’re in the process of opening) and the walk was nice. On the way back up the hill to work, I suggested we take a detour and check out Paul’s Pel’meni restaurant that we always talk about going to, but never do. It was sort of a strange choice for me because I ate AO’s homemade pelmeni the night before. But, really, who could ever eat enough dumplings? Actually, at this very moment, I’ll say that I am dumpling-sated. Maybe even saturated. These dumplings are taste-a-licious, though, and I highly suggest you get over there and get yourself some.

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Very simple menu. Do you want meat or potatoes or both? Obviously, both is the right answer. Do you want the works? If you’re me, who is boring, you don’t chance it, but you sample AO’s (sans sour cream) instead. If you’re everyone else in the world, you probably do the works.

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The works. Pretty right? It was very pretty until he added the demonic sour cream. Then it got a little icky looking for my taste.

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Boring? Nah. Tasty!

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Despite this cool sign, Gorham Dumplings is not the name of the joint.

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Bleeding money

Buying and selling houses is causing me a wee bit of financial stress. First, there was the urban farmhouse that we got bumped on. That was fine, but I wish we hadn’t spent $400 on the mortgage application and another $400 on an inspection that did little more than shave a few years off of AO’s life with the stress it caused him. Next up was the offer we accepted on our condo. It was a great offer, but then came the inspection that revealed a few glitches in the place. We agreed to fix them, but spending boatloads of money on our place for someone else’s enjoyment is sad. Necessary, but sad. Now we have ourselves another accepted offer! It’s so exciting, but I just forked over another $400 for the new application fee (the fees go to the appraiser, or so I’m told). And soon will come the earnest money. And then the inspector’s fee. And then the billions of other fees. And then the more expensive mortgage.

But with it all comes a beautiful new (to us) home that I’m thrilled about. Oh, and because it’s so much bigger than our current digs, I suppose we’ll have to figure out how to bleed a little more money for new furniture.

A trip to the grocery store. Or how we spent our hours in exile from the open house.

AO has long wanted to check out Yue Wah, a grocery store on South Park. And we had to be out of our place today for an open house, so we thought we’d finally see what was inside. A little tornado warning was not going to deter us.

Yue Wah

Yue Wah

Do you see Bear? Anyway, I’m no expert in grocery stores, but this one seemed pretty nice. I especially liked that it was not crowded. Though that could have had more to do with the ominous skies and probably shouldn’t be relied on by future customers who might be reading this.

Horseradishy

Horseradishy

Hello panda

Hello panda

Plates and spoons

Plates and spoons

Snake-head fish

Snake-head fish

Coffee

Coffee

Fruit

Fruit

Bear kept insisting on putting quinoa in the cart.

Blurry quinoa

Blurry quinoa

Sauces

Sauces

And then we went out to lunch and Bear sat in her first booster seat. I know she was probably old enough for that rite of passage many moons ago, but don’t blame her for the delay. That’s on me. I hope I didn’t do any permanent damage.

Crayons and a booster

Crayons and a booster