Now, where did I leave the tape?
We went to meet the woman who owns the house (and who I think is her husband) and let her check us out. Apparently we cut the mustard because the Realtor called shortly after we left and it seems we’ll be getting the keys on June 1st. What’s nice is that there’s a possibility we can buy the place down the road. She’s not exactly sure what she’s going to do with the house but selling could be in her future and I wouldn’t mind being the buyer. It depends on some circumstances with her almost-adult daughter and some this and that that she vaguely explained whilst I glazed over. I was getting hungry; sue me.
We went out to dinner after meeting with the Realtor and the landlord and I sat there wishing that the Realtor would call us sooner rather than later. It turns out that my phone didn’t ring and she left a voice mail maybe 10 or 20 minutes after we left. Now, anyone who calls my cell can attest to the fact that I don’t reliably check my voice mail so it was just out of coincidence that I came across a message from her that came in while we were at the restaurant. Sometimes, if we’re too close to the shore, my phone will roam and pick up Rogers Wireless from Canada. I may have set my phone to not work on that network to save myself international roaming charges which would explain the phone not ringing. Of course when I called her mobile she didn’t answer but not too long after she called and gave the good news.
I have to meet the Realtor tomorrow to get the paperwork so that Jeff can sign when he gets home from work tomorrow night. He won’t be home until almost midnight so I told her I’d take the paperwork, have him sign and then return it to her with our deposit on Thursday. We’ll get the keys on June 1st and I think we’ll be moving in on the 13th. The kids get out on the 12th so we can do this without having to worry about trying to incorporate getting ready for school with everything else. Even if Jeff works that day, the movers can take care of what needs to be moved and he can put things like the beds together when he gets home. I could do it but I’ll concentrate my efforts on trying to get things unpacked and settled. Boy, won’t it be nice unpacking in an empty house without some nutjob following me around muttering complaints under her breath! It’ll also be nice to be settled somewhere and move on with life.
Tomorrow is game two of my reign as Heir Direktor of the special needs soccer world (football for you foreigners). The jersey situation is such that we won’t have anything for the new kids until the Fall. I guess there have been problems with people not returning uniforms so our supply is tapped out. Next year I’m going to implement a sign-out procedure along with a $5 refundable deposit requirement so that we at least motivate some to return the equipment. We charge 75% less than the rest of the AYSO program so turning in jerseys helps keep spending and costs in check. My next challenge to tackle will be awards and an end-of-season party. I’m still waiting for the former director to email me back about that. I know this is bad but I’m really hoping that the impending storms expected tomorrow will wash out our game and gain me some time to catch up and get my bearings.
Congratulations!