Multi-homed

So we closed on the new condo today, and it was fine, despite a bit of tension with a wire transfer going through as everyone sat around at the closing table. (Needless to say, I'd have preferred it to go through well before, and I was promised that's how it would be, and the people who made that promise to me were also promised that's how it would be. There must always be some sacrifice to the gods of perfection.)

Nobody freaked out though, not even the seller -- who is a senior engineer at a company a couple of blocks from ours, by the way, and who we have at least 3 mutual colleagues with. We liked him. We asked why he moved out of this home and his one-word answer was "piano" -- nice! Suddenly the money came through (so abstract, so instant) and all was well.

It was good to take the whole day off work. The morning was a relaxed one, with time for the elliptical machine and snuggles and coffee and washing the cat fountain; the afternoon destroyed my brain. Now I think I'll sleep.

Gonna buy me a condo,
Gonna buy me a Cuisinart,
Get the wall-to-wall carpeting,
Get de wallet full o' credit cards.
I'm gonna buy me a condo
Never have to mow the lawn
Gonna get me the T-shirt
With the alligator on.