Closing Time
Closing Time
Closing Time
9 Apr 2004 —
Well, today is the big day! In a couple hours Rach and I will go pick up the keys to our new home (although don't tell our builder that the general contractor slipped us the garage door openers last night).
The trim has been painted, the drywall touched up, the fixtures hung, and the yard... well, we'll have my (professional luxury landscaper) dad redo the yard (for free, right Dad?). But seriously, our new home has turned out to be a gem. We've learned a ton in the process of building from the ground up, and can't wait to move in next week.
We'll be sealing the tile tonight (most of the floor throughout the home is tile), and the painter will be adding the pretty interior colors next week. Many have asked, why don't you paint it yourself? And here's my answer: While I may do some custom paint work in my home studio on my own, I'm not a painter by trade. My great-grandfather (and engineer), once asked by a friend why he didn't mow his own lawn, replied, "I wouldn't hire my landscaper to design my house... and I wouldn't hire myself to mow a yard."
I figure there is some wisdom somewhere in that statement, and I have full confidence that our painter is going to a much more professional and talented job than I would be able to in a million years. That is his expertise.
Besides, I wouldn't hire him to design my website.
Moving right along though, we've signed more papers in the last 24 hours than I've signed collectively in my entire life, and I am entirely convinced that title companies are raging thieves. (No offense to those who work for title companies, but I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.)
So the papers are signed, the keys are ready, and apartment life will soon be over. I was eleven the last time I live in a house (as opposed to an apartment), and I am entirely stoked about the week ahead. I will post many more pictures as we get moved in.
