the stats

I'm back in Indy. Driving up to my house and seeing the For Sale sign was super-depressing. Here is the listing. Our realtor has lots of pictures on her site, our listing number is 2673586, it's on the second page.

I house hunted all week long, I found nothing. Remember all the cute, old houses I found? They all suck, not like the pictures at all. I did find two "maybe" houses, both feel like a slap in the face. Every house that I really liked was $350,000 to $1.4 mill, just a little out of budget.

I just want to stay in Indy, I hate Ohio.

busy, busy

So, I forgot how much work goes into selling your home - I swear it was not this stressful 2 years ago. All week long I have been decluttering and staging and packing and calling realtors and talking with the relo company, etc, etc. I am burnt out.

But on Monday I am headed to Troy for the week :) and our house will go on the market sometime next week.

To destress I have been stalking homes in the Findlay area; some favorites so far:

Supercute Historic Type
Another Supercute Historic Type
Historic with "ChaCha" South Main Address
Newer Home

I know Jocko was hoping for another new home, but I just love the old ones, I can't help it!

pop the cork

Today's WOOT! podcast was especially fun. Props to Erika for leading me to this happy little site. :)


Side note:
spell check has issues with "podcast"
suggested replacement: "pitchstone"

Can someone explain pitchstone?

i have password protected myself

Recently, our bank merged with another bank and I received a few suspicious emails from the "bank" - so I changed my login info. At the time I was sure I would remember the new password. Not so sure anymore.

Note to self - write down passwords.

I'm off to my branch to straighten this out.

sausage fingers

I just found Jocko's class ring lying on the steps and decided to slip it onto my finger for safe keeping.

Not a good idea; my sausage fingers have claimed this ring as their own. I can't get it off!

leetle update

I'm back from Ohio, I actually came back early because I was suddenly overwhelmed by the amount of stuff I need to do, and the limited amount of time available.

1. Sell the house: Our realtor came by last night to talk with us and see what we've done with the place. She told me I should stage houses as a career, I apologized profusely because I felt the house was messy. Jocko said I need to relax. Good news: our house should show well, and everything we've done (not too much)will add to it's marketability, also the big M will buy the house if it doesn't sell in 90 days. Bad news: it's just not a great market, and if the big M buys the house we lose a nice extra bonus.

2. Find a new house: I was actually a little excited to do this (ok, a lot)and did a few drive-by's while I was in Findlay. Good news: tons of house for sale in Findlay. Bad news: too many options. Do we downsize, upgrade, get a fixer-upper, move right away, wait awhile, live in town, move to BG? It's a headache.

3. Continue to work: My plan was to go into qualification for directorship and start earning my car Dec. 1, I don't know how I am going to fit this in. I have pushed back my personal goals so much that I am starting to feel like a failure. Good news: there's still time, I can do this. Bad news: I need to work my ass off, and I am beginning to doubt myself.

on the move, again

Yes, I am going to Findlay this weekend for a fundraiser for my Relay for Life team. But that's not the real news.

We are being transferred back to Findlay, OH. Early in October Jocko's supervisor told him there was a new position opening up for him in Findlay, but at the same time Jocko was applying for a different position in Findlay, and he really wanted the job he was applying for. Last week we found out he got it :) So, now he's Mr. District Engineer, and I get to move us again.

Know anyone looking for a nice home in Indy?

j.i.t.

I'm home!

Made it back just in time to hand out candy to the cute trick-or-treaters. There are a ton of kids in our sub and I was worried I would run out of candy and end up passing out 100 calorie packs and bottles of Archer Farms water; but the supply held out and Jocko was sent to work with all leftovers.

Pictures of fabulous trip to Maine will follow. Must work!