Life of Pol

It's done. It's completely done! We closed on the house yesterday. The new people, a mother and daughter, seemed really nice and like they're gonna take care of our house. We'll miss it a lot, but we're glad it'll be in good hands. So, we're just about all settled in the new apartment. I feel kind of weird calling it our new home, but I guess that's what it is. Home is where the heart is and where ever Steve and Buster are. So, for the next 13 months, this is home. It feels a bit better in here today since they finally came in and turned on the phone, TV and Internet service. We were going crazy! You never know how much you rely on some things until they're not there. Buster seems to be adapting pretty well. He's still a bit nervous about things, but he's panting less and starting to fall back into old habits. I hope he doesn't miss his backyard too much. Honestly, he didn't go back there a lot unless we were there with h...

I sit here now on the last Sunday morning in our house. Tomorrow we begin the big move. I'm not looking forward to moving, but then, who ever is. I'll miss this house, tremendously. As I've said in earlier posts, we've had a lot of good times here. But I suppose, in a way, I'm making it harder on myself thinking about all the good times we've had, as we're about to leave. But then again, this is the perfect time to think about them. I don't know, what the hell. Anyway, yesterday I took all the stuff out of the attic. It was a big job, but as attics go, there wasn't that much stuff in there. It was mostly Halloween and Christmas decorations. We've always been big on decking the house out the max each holiday season. We enjoyed making the front yard a huge graveyard for Halloween. We had all the headstones and skeletons and fencing. The works. And for Christmas we were the house in the neighborhood that everyone talked about. The lig...

It's almost the weekend, which means it's almost Monday, which means it's almost time for us to be moving out. It's been a bit tough at times, but we're being strong. You can't move forward if you don't have change, and change is what's about to happen. I hope Buster will be okay with it. Our other baby, Luthor, got so depressed when we moved from our first house to an apartment for a while. He was just out of it for almost two weeks, maybe three. It broke my heart that he didn't live long enough to get back to another house. He died only a couple of months before we were to move in here. But, things happen for a reason. Luthor had to go so Buster would be brought into our lives. Now I fear for his happiness as we leave this house. But, the place we're going is great and he'll have a lots of friends to play with. The house is all but packed. We've been living with two plates and a few glasses for about a week now. It's ki...

Hello, what's up? Let me start off by saying that I realize the picture is more of a winter scene but I'm so sick of the freaking summer I'm just fantasizing. We are now in like the 54th straight day of above 100 degree heat. What the fuck?! Anyway, things have been busy around here. As you know we sold the house. It's been bitter-sweet. Sweet because we know it's the start of something new. Bitter because we've had so many wonderful memories in the four years that we've lived here. But now someone else will create wonderful memories here, just as people have done in the first house we built and moved from. What can I say? It's what we do. So, last weekend we had a huge garage sale and got rid of so much freaking stuff, you would not believe. We made a ton of money, and on top of that, we don't have to move that crap. The last few days have been a bit stressful, though. You see, as with any sale of a house, there are things that are fou...

That thing that may be happening that I mentioned the other day, but I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to jinx it--Well, it happened. We got an offer on the house, went through a couple rounds of changing offers and countering each other, but we did it. We finally have a contract on the house. Thank you God! As long as the people don't pull out (knock wood) which they probably won't, we'll be moving by August 28th. But, of course, aside from all the relief I/we feel, I can't help but feel a little sad. We've been here four four years. I was looking for a picture of the house to post and I found some from when we first moved in. The yard's empty, the bushes are tiny, it looked so bare. It's come a long way. But we knew we weren't going to stay in this house forever. We've got bigger plans. Still, it's been a great house, and we've had a lot of good times here ( really good times, if you know what I mean ;)). S...