Last week, after much wrangling, wringing of hands, and (w)rending of garments, we finally closed on our condo. It a great unit in an up-and-coming part of town. We're very excited to have gotten it all settled, even if it did take longer than we expected. We had our third 'final walk-through' on Thursday and, everything being done, we paid our down payment and had our mortgage bank (Wells Fargo, one of the few banks who seems to be surviving this housing crisis) fund the rest of the loan. Our agent dropped off the keys and garage remote on Friday.
On Saturday, I went to the hardware store and we began to paint. We've both been looking forward to painting a place that we can call our own, since neither of us have lived in the same apartment for more than two years since high school (and then, the 'apartment' was a room in our parents' houses). We picked some bold colors: a sage, a blue, a chocolate brown, a yellow, and an orange. Mmmm.
Today, we met some friends for brunch, bought some moving boxes, and continued to paint. Here's a photo of one of the living room walls, mid-paint. We're almost done... just a few touch-ups left to do. Now, it's time to get cracking on the packing. We've hired a moving truck for Thursday, so the bulk of our stuff will need to be packed by then. That way, hopefully we can be more or less moved in by the time my folks arrive for their visit.
You know, now that I think about it, when Sarah and I moved to CT three years ago, my folks came for a visit just a few days after that move as well! Interesting coincidence.