HOUSE

So our house closed in the easiest closing I've ever been in! I think we were out in less than an hour. No snags, no last-minute forgotten stuff... The attorney was punctual and prepared.

And now we're the proud homeowners of a house. With all the worries a twenty-year-old house entails. First, we have to get a water heater (old one's rusting away) and a new roof (looking its age). Also things like fixing broken towel-holders, taking down unwanted shelves, straightening the dishwasher (somehow installed crookedly), finding the whole-house water cut-off or installing a new one, laying tile and/or carpet/laminate. Oh, and painting. And moving...

I'm tired already.

We did get a lawnmower at a yard sale a couple of weeks ago though. So we can cut the grass.

Or rather...ahem...my guys can cut the grass. Luckily, there isn't much.

NO CLOSING

We were supposed to close on our house yesterday but naturally it got put off till next week. So my dreams are back.

Last night I was in Italy, touring the countryside, eating all kinds of good food, looking at villas overlooking vineyards. And speaking Italian.

I don't know Italian. Well, other than stuff like arriverderci and ciao. I did have one of those 'Learn Italian at Home' kits when I was growing up, but that's been a long time ago and I'm afraid I never really applied myself. So I'm not sure where all the Italian phrases I was spouting in my dream came from.

And I must have been muttering in my sleep, because the cats gave me strange looks when I got up this morning, and they keep scuttling away like they're scared they're gonna become Italian cats.

I think I'll let them keep thinking it's a possibility. Keeps them from underfoot.