First Sunday evening in our new house. I’d like to say that all has gone so smoothly, but that would be an enormous lie.
This week was absolutely swallowed up by a morass of paperwork surrounding the house purchase. Inspection, shopping for a mortgage, getting a mortgage, cancelling a mortgage (yes, someone we never spoke to, who did not represent us, decided to apply for a mortgage for us. WTF), home insurance, earnest money, negotiations, appraisals. Ugh.
A whirlwind of activity. Maybe not for someone who has a life or kids, but for me, May and the first week of June have been busy!
Word got out that I’m changing jobs, which meant many people kindly called or came by to congratulate me, or asked me to keep them in mind in the event I hear of an opening over at my new job.
What I always find fascinating about the period between resigning and leaving a job is not the outpouring of affection, it’s the crickets from some people. You know, the dead air … A few people that I work very closely with have said nothing. And that’s absolutely fine, just surprising. Anyone else experience the realization that work friends aren’t real friends once you put in your notice?
On Tuesday night I sat down with my notebook and wrote out a list of things that need to be done in the next several weeks. April and May will be crazy this year!
One word: Taxes
I’m the accountant in the family. Don’t know why it was handed off to me, but I think it has something to do with me being the only one who knows where we have bank accounts.
We went on a 5-night cruise last week, our third cruise in 5 months. I think I’m a little bit burnt out on cruises – didn’t go to a single show or participate in any of the ‘fun’ activities offered. But it could also be that there were so many kids and teens around that the pool, theatre and bars weren’t exactly peaceful.