Friday, October 15, 2010

Priority One: Deposit Big Fat Check in Bank


This morning I owned a home in the hip Minneapolis suburbs. Tonight I'm shacked up at a motel in Ames, Iowa, and waiting on a pizza delivery.  This may not seem like a good thing. But lemme tell you how good it felt to deposit that big fat check.  We're throwing back a home brew (we can't afford that fancy store-bought stuff anymore) and still wondering: What the hell have I done? (Mason's toast: "Hope I didn't just ruin your life again.") He cracks me up.

2 comments:

  1. (It's not Lindsay again)... So proud of you both! And I'm not merely talking about using the new camera and posting this fab pix on your blog! ;)

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  2. LOVE the photo. Good job! Look at you and your great use of depth of field ;)

    I thought of you yesterday when the contractor/architect were over. They said the same as you and Mason: Gut it. Words like that make me nervous.

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