To use a phrase from Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II, my
Annus Horribilus is over.
I HAVE KEYS!!!!!
Lots and lots of keys. The now former owner of the condo (hee!!!) made copies of the keys for himself, his girlfriend and his daughter.
I have all 18 of them and a key fob that weighs about 4lbs. :-)
But it's all mine. And mine alone. No other responsibilities but regular monthly payments for a mortgage, taxes, condo fees, and utility bills.
*interruption of post for Tigger-dancing*
I'm back. Because of a scheduling conflict, my contractor can't come in before Sunday for the walk-through, but that's fine. I realize that this will give me an opportunity to see what the place looks like empty and see what I *really* want done to the place, before we start ripping up carpet and breaking down mirrors. That last is *definitely* coming out, as it's about 35 sq ft of mirror surrounding the fireplace, but I want to make sure of the other stuff first.
Once again, there will be a party on the 25th of February, which is a Friday. If you can read this, you are invited. :-) If you can make it. That includes any out-of-towners that are reading this.