housing
There was an offer.
A ridiculous counter-offer.
A counter-counter-offer.
And a less-than-ideal-yet-not-entirely-ridiculous-counter-counter-counter-offer, which we bravely countered by accepting.
I can hear you now: “That’s crazy!” you say. “But congratulations. When do you move in?”
Not so fast; that entire dance was done on top of someone else’s offer (with the contingency that they—the first to succeed in having an offer approved—sell their existing house first). They can now choose to “act now!” as the TV pitchman might suggest and make all of the above for naught.
Which is to say, it’s still outside of our control.
Failure will bring frustration. Success will bring (ostensible) poverty.
I need a nap. Wake me in 24 hours when we know which ways the chips will fall.
I’ve never in my life had skis—of any kind—on my feet. Last week, my (WITSEC) buddy fixed that. He’s very kind, and I had a blast.
Bonus: give this two minutes of your life (or start right around the one minute mark) and you’ll have watched the thing that makes my wife collapse into a puddle of mean-spirited laughter. So there’s that.
A quickly cut edit from yesterday’s SUP adventure (which, I should point out, was my first time on a SUP—so, you know, moving water was just logical). Many thanks to my intrepid co-workers Darren K. and Josh G. for allowing me to be the day’s anchor.
Music: “Line of Flight” by Revolution Void (via Vimeo’s Music Store)
Day off. In January. All as it should be.
I’m extending the Pure Narcissism: Kayaking series to new endeavors: a two-minute video of yesterday’s hike up Kamiak Butte.
Music: “Night Owl” by Broke For Free (via Vimeo’s Music Store)
I ran off to explore and hike nearby Kamiak Butte this morning. The trail listing noted that it’s an April—November kind of hike, but I think that’s an error; on this New Year’s Eve, I found the trail completely denuded of snow but the peak wearing its fanciest crystals.
Whoops—forgot to post this: our Saturday Idaho adventure to Coeur d’Alene, ID. Pardon the cheesy voice over work by yours truly.
Music: “Chip of a Star” by Chatham County Line (http://www.chathamcountyline.com/)
The video above documents my first foray back into my kayak’s cockpit since moving to Idaho to work for a paddlesports company. During the kids’ naptime, I was able to sneak away to a little (little) body of water called Spring Valley Reservoir just up the road past Troy.
I got lucky with the weather; just as I found the water, the clouds parted and blue sky was on display. It was perfect fall paddling: the air was cool but not cold, the wind was mild, the leaves were turning, and the birds and fish all knew I was sans weapon (neither rifle nor rod).
Music: “Gladias” by Haute Culture.
We’re new to town, and visiting the Moscow Farmers Market is a rite of passage. Since today is the penultimate week, we thought we’d better get on it.
A couple of fun things happened on my birthday last weekend:
- The sun came out for a while in our new town of Moscow, ID, so
- I was granted a reprieve from moving/unpacking duties for a few hours, allowing…
- Grandpa and I to take the kids to a local pumpkin festival.
Which, frankly, was kinda weak. But to the kids, it was the best thing ever after a long rainy move.
