Thursday, June 20, 2019

Almost Kinda Sorta Full time RVers

A lot has happened since the last post. The escrow process went very well, the new owners were so excited. We knew they were excited about the house when we saw the hit list for desired repairs: caulk around tub faucets, leaking tub spout, caulk around kitchen sink, and correct slope of kitchen sink drain. We love our buyers.

No longer bedroom, only room.
If you remember my last post I told you all we had left to get rid of was our beds, TV, and recliners. Be careful what help you ask the Lord for, then be ready for it to happen, the first things out the door were the TV and beds, which meant we sleep in the trailer now. I had electrical hooked up already, now I needed water hooked up so we didn't have to run into the house to use the bathroom. I am still working so I got up at 3:30 or 4 am and went into the house to get ready for work because we still had not moved all our clothes into the trailer. I started riding my bike to the trolley station to build up my stamina for the ride from Santee Lakes to the trolley during the end times of my glorious opportunity to fit into society, working. I parked my bike in the house, that's right, in the house. A little over a week later the recliners found a home, now we are pretty much in the trailer, with exception of cooking, although most of our dry goods have been moved into the trailer too.
Where are the recliners?
Our new friends.

Remember those prospective buyers I mentioned earlier, and how excited they were to be buying the house... well we got a call from our realtor asking us if it would be OK for the buyers to come and do some measurements, (ya see the house had only been in escrow for a couple of weeks) our response was, sure it's OK. They are a nice young professional couple. When they arrived they only planned to spend few minutes getting measurements, we kept them for almost two hours talking about the house and answering additional questions they had, and yes they were still thrilled about buying the house.

To take our minds off the escrow the process, Carol and I decided to sign some other papers, I believe they were part of my retirement package, it was a good feeling. I also sent my application for Social Security in, I hope they don't expect me to be social just because I am accepting their money.

I wish I had thought about taking a picture of the wheat field (fox tails) growing in our back yard before I harvested it. When I finished mowing it I told Carol I had harvested my fox tails for the last time, and ready to pass the reins to someone else. Now the front yard was an entirely different story. Just before the house went on the market a gopher decided that he wanted to traverse our lawn... he is no more, First,I taught him how to swim, then I helped him into the after life, may the gopher god have mercy on his soul. Now, back to the front yard. For those of you who have never lived in Southern California in the late spring, early summer months, you may have trouble visualizing a nice green field of weeds and grass... not green, but brown and crunchy. Believe it or not even brown crunchy lawns need loving care, so I mowed it for the last time as well. Now the front and back lawns are  beautifully manicured. I washed the lawn mower, but did not wax, in preparation for turnover.

With being antsy about moving on, it was no problem for us to answer the question, "can we close a week early". With lots of discussion (somewhere around two minutes), we said it would be no problem. Now the issue for us is finding a place to move the trailer. The final walk through was set up, and our realtors came through the house and left. Their realtor made comment that this was one of the easiest transactions he had done, no escrow issues, and cooperative sellers, I think he was talking about us. It was helpful having a realtor that has been in the business for awhile with excellent connections for the process.

We are on our way to the Elks lodge for a week before heading to Pachanga Casino for a few weeks.

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