Still in the air, but stable
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missroseroseClosing went without a hitch, although goddamn that was a lot of signatures. Directly afterward, Brian and I went to Abt (a local home electronics superstore, like Best Buy if they had competent salespeople) and bought a stove hood and a new washer and dryer. (I am ridiculously thrilled about this, which I think means I'm officially an adult now, heh.) It's not like there's been anything wrong with the ones we've had in this place, but with the amount of laundry I do on a regular basis, having a set of high-efficiency front-loading machines is going to be amazing. Quieter, less water/energy use, less wear and tear on clothes and sheets. Plus, they had the electric dryer for the set I was looking at on the "display/return" rack for something like $300 off. Score!
This morning I went over and picked up the truly staggering number of keys we'd been left (the building was built in 1920 and there are a lot of doors in the common areas), and let the flooring guys in to begin the process of refinishing the floors. I also chatted with our nearest neighbors who have the balcony next to ours; they were thrilled to hear about the new washer/dryer, since the one that's currently there looks like it dates to the late 1970s and is apparently one of the few things they can hear from their unit. We'd met them before when we did the walkthrough, and I'm happy to report that they seem like sensible people; condo associations are always a crapshoot, and I suspect I sensed no small relief on their part after we chatted a bit and set off no immediate "oh man these people are crazy" alarms. (Which, given Brian's job, is something of a surprise...although one of them is a special agent for the FBI, so maybe somewhat less of one than might be otherwise, haha. We've already agreed that we need to have dinner some night so she and Brian can compare NDAs.) They've dropped some hints that other members of the association are perhaps slightly less sane, but we'll see if it's the kind of crazy we can work with. Fingers crossed.
Meanwhile, we've taken the past couple of days to recuperate, but packing is definitely looming. It feels so strange; we've lived here in our little rental for over four and a half years, which makes it the longest we've stayed in any place ever. It's been our first home in Chicago, and a damn good one to boot...and in exactly one week we're going to be moving to a whole other place, where we intend to stay a good decade or longer. It doesn't quite yet feel real, despite the thousands of signatures we've written promising to pay for it, heh.
I'm going to miss this place. But that's why I wanted to wait until we found a new one that I wasn't just okay with, but thrilled about—as much as I'm sad to leave this one, I can't wait to see how our new home comes out.
This morning I went over and picked up the truly staggering number of keys we'd been left (the building was built in 1920 and there are a lot of doors in the common areas), and let the flooring guys in to begin the process of refinishing the floors. I also chatted with our nearest neighbors who have the balcony next to ours; they were thrilled to hear about the new washer/dryer, since the one that's currently there looks like it dates to the late 1970s and is apparently one of the few things they can hear from their unit. We'd met them before when we did the walkthrough, and I'm happy to report that they seem like sensible people; condo associations are always a crapshoot, and I suspect I sensed no small relief on their part after we chatted a bit and set off no immediate "oh man these people are crazy" alarms. (Which, given Brian's job, is something of a surprise...although one of them is a special agent for the FBI, so maybe somewhat less of one than might be otherwise, haha. We've already agreed that we need to have dinner some night so she and Brian can compare NDAs.) They've dropped some hints that other members of the association are perhaps slightly less sane, but we'll see if it's the kind of crazy we can work with. Fingers crossed.
Meanwhile, we've taken the past couple of days to recuperate, but packing is definitely looming. It feels so strange; we've lived here in our little rental for over four and a half years, which makes it the longest we've stayed in any place ever. It's been our first home in Chicago, and a damn good one to boot...and in exactly one week we're going to be moving to a whole other place, where we intend to stay a good decade or longer. It doesn't quite yet feel real, despite the thousands of signatures we've written promising to pay for it, heh.
I'm going to miss this place. But that's why I wanted to wait until we found a new one that I wasn't just okay with, but thrilled about—as much as I'm sad to leave this one, I can't wait to see how our new home comes out.
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Date: 2018-06-03 10:41 am (UTC)What does Brian do?
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Date: 2018-06-03 01:42 pm (UTC)The resumé answer to that question is that he's a "network and physical security consultant"; in dinner-party talk, that translates to "professional hacker and thief". :) He works for a security services provider downtown, and Fortune 500 companies regularly hire him to do anything from show up with a checklist to make sure they're in compliance with best practices to (on some memorable occasions) "hit us with the best you've got". Sometimes that means the stereotypical hacking-from-a-computer-keyboard, but he's quite personable and resourceful so his specialty is in-person stuff—social engineering, data mining, and occasionally some serious Q-branch gadgetry. It has its frustrations, like any job, but he's good at it and enjoys it and comes back with some of the best stories. :)
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Date: 2018-06-04 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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