goodbye...?

so this may be the end of foolish epidemic. i'm not sure it's the release that i need, and i'm certain it's not the information that anyone else wants. it's not that there isn't anything going on - it's more like there's a ton going on, yet it all seems either so very un-blog-able or un-blog-worthy. i've met some incredible people through this site - but to be honest, i've made those connections through people and not the internet...

sometimes i find myself a little disappointed that i've never really felt at home in the vast blog world. i'm too often disappointed in the words that get published. and i find that i'm apologizing more than posting lately. and none of that bodes well for the dunce-capped guy at the top of the screen...

so it feels like the end. and while i'll keep tabs on all those whom i follow every day - it may just happen through an ip address in your site stats from here. just know that i'm still around, and i'm still listening to those whose friendships i've made through this feeble attempt at blogging...

wherein i say i'm sorry...

so i have to give some serious shout-out apologies to a lot (okay, a few) people out there in blog land. i can be so lame...

to stronger, my darling sister, because we haven't spoken in a couple weeks, yet she has this thing coming up that will change the state of her life;

to greenfish, because i couldn't make her triathlon today - although i'm incredibly proud of her for competing in tri #3 after signing up only 2.5 weeks ago;

to all you tribloggers who just rocked the triple bypass this weekend. yes, i live in this beautiful, more-than-3-mountain-passes state, and i neglected to offer my local support. i do regretfully offer my weekend with the boy and a flat tire as an excuse;

to curlysu for being a terrible commenter and email friend while you're stuck with a bunch of non-tri musicians in vermont:

and to all of those who get here through another site and click on through because there isn't anything remotely up-to-date or interesting here... my sincere apologies.

the long and twisted road home...

in the end, they say, everything happens for a reason.

a few months ago, i wasn't very keen on this adage. i'd just gone through four months of trying to sell my house - with countless showings, endless hours of picking up and making sure everything was in its place, the uncertainty of why my house wasn't getting the bite. that followed quickly with three offers in two days, each frustratingly lower than asking price. which followed with a painful resolution of concerns raised by the inspection (these on a house not yet three years old) that wasn't resolved until 9 days before closing...

i'd also just gone through a painful attempt at buying a new house. beginning with an initial offer on a property that turned out - through inspection - to be a bit of a lemon. followed by a signed contract on a place just around the corner for slightly more but with more interesting character and less front door traffic. and finally ending when, the day after the resolution on the sale of my house was complete (and a mere 8 days before our scheduled closing), it was revealed that the sellers lender wouldn't let the sale of the house go through... seeing as he owed significantly more than i was contracted to pay for the house.

which left me a week to find ian and i a place to live.

so i settled on a rental. determined that my sanity needed a break from real estate.

and then a friend of mine told me about a house doors away from his, and an owner who was interested in selling but hadn't gone through the realtor channels, and a rumored asking price that was, well, a bargain...

so a couple weeks ago i left a note in mailbox for the owner. a week later i was looking at the house and making an offer that was satisfying to her and a deal i couldn't refuse. this weekend we signed a contract. and today, after posting an ad for the rental i'm in right now on craigslist just last night, i got a committment to take over my lease from the first person to look at this house.

and while just months ago i was bemoaning my bad luck, it seems things have turned around. we'll be in a great neighborhood near good friends. across the street from a beautiful old grade school, mere blocks from one of the best neighborhood retail districts in the city, and living again in our own place with our own garden and our own front porch facing a future that again holds the promise that some certainty brings...