About a week after Spring Break, we got an offer on our house. We only had to show it about 6 times in the period of just over a month. It was so easy. And the offer was very fair. At that point we would have had to lower our price to get more visibility and the offer came in just above what we were planning to lower it to. Plus they were willing to let us close on June 10th, the exact day we wanted to. Our kids have school technically until June 18th (SO LATE!), but they only have to be in school until June 5th in order to get final grades. That's a Wednesday, and our close day is the following Sunday. Just enough time to pack up our storage containers and get the house cleaned after the kids are done. We were excited to accept.
Since then, it's been slightly ridiculous. They made us have the inspection done the very next day. Then they asked us to do a laundry list of silly, easy items from the inspection. Then we had to have the appraisal done a few days later. Then they decided to add their brother to the contract, which then forced us to have another appraisal done because it changed the type of loan they were getting. Then, for the last three weeks, they have been telling us that they can't get insurance. We had a toilet overflow (because Harrison flushed Steve's keys down the toilet like a month after we moved in here) and we filed a claim with the insurance company and got like $2500. So they asked us to get the claim for them. And then they asked us to get the insurance adjuster's notes. Then they asked us to get the info for our insurance company. And then they asked me to give their info to our insurance company because the insurance agent didn't pick up the phone the first time they called. *sigh*
Another round of arrange-the-squishies.
Harrison woke up one morning with a rash on his torso. I wasn't sure what it was from, but after a while we figured it was poison oak from a walk he and Steve went on because Steve had a little on his hand too.
Mira was in a play that had performances at the end of April. Emilia and I went the first night and Steve and Cecily went the next night. She did great and it was fun to watch her perform up there.
This dress looked gorgeous on her, too.
The same weekend Mira had the play performance, Megan flew out from Colorado to stay with me for a whole week. She flew in Friday evening and Saturday morning, she and I drove up to Port Townsend. There is a beach up there called the Glass Beach and I've never been able to go because my kids didn't want to hike out to it. When we decided to go, I (unwisely) went with what I remembered about how long the hike was. Turns out I was off. By about 2.5 miles. I thought it was slightly over a 1 mile hike out and the same back. It turned out to be 2.75 miles out and the same back. The walk out there wasn't so bad. But the walk back was the thing nightmares are made of. It felt like the parking lot must have kept moving farther and farther away. Every time we would round a bend thinking we'd made it, there was just another bend to walk to. We questioned our sanity multiple times. "Did we miss the parking lot?" "Surely we wouldn't have just walked by it without noticing right?" "Were ALL THESE HOMES here the last time?" I will never do that hike again. The glass was gorgeous, but not worth questioning my sanity.
On our hike we found glass, another starfish, lots of fun rocks, crab carapaces, weird armadillo-of-the-sea type things that have gorgeous teals and pinks on their interlocking shells. I just looked them up and they are called chitons. This is what their shells look like:
When we finally actually made it to the parking lot, we sighed a huge sigh of relief and then found ourselves a pizza parlor. We ate most of a pizza, Megan had a salad, I had my first ever bowl of clam chowder (it was good!), and I had their last piece of huckleberry pie for dessert. It was SO yummy. And SO well-earned. We stayed in a hotel overnight and then after our carb-heavy continental breakfast, we took the ferry to Whidbey Island and walked through the Price Scupture Forest. I'd been there twice already, so this was my favorite find of the day:
Megan braving the cold and rain on the ride back.
Before we drove home, we stopped at Indian Island Country Park and looked for more shells and rocks. That place smells terrible because of all the oysters and clams and muscles that go there to die. But there are tons of gorgeous oyster shells. And a plethora of rocks in all shades and colors.
Jules loves it when Harrison will sit calmly with her. It doesn't happen often, so she always makes me take a picture.
Kitty in a drawer.
This kid fluctuates between me wanting to kill him and me wanting to scoop him up and snuggle him all day. He is so funny. He picked out this hat and put it on himself when we were going to go shopping one day. Wore it all through Walmart like that.
We put together this puzzle one day. It was 750 pieces which was about 250 pieces too many for my taste, but it was satisfying to finally put in the last pieces.
Another Harrison-chosen outfit for a park excursion.
Goober.
Last Saturday, we figured we only have a few weekends left here in Washington and the kids had a few things they wanted to do and we have a few places we want to take them. I'm the only one who has ever been to Alki beach and Jules and Harrison have been begging to go ever since I told them I found a starfish there. So we stopped there at low tide. Then we drove a bit further north and got ice cream at Molly Moon's. SO GOOD.
These are rhododendron bushes near peoples houses in downtown Puyallup. I wish I could take one with me, but alas. I will have to do without.
I did pick a few to do some photography. (Shhhh. Dont tell.)
The wildflowers are just starting to come in, too. So I did some photos of those as well. To remember Washington by.
(not a flower:)
We are 3 weeks away from closing on this house and haven't found one in Utah yet that Steve and I can agree on. We are terrible at buying houses together. Thank heavens for airbnbs. I'll try to keep you updated! But we'll see. I'm heading to Colorado for 3 days next week to attend Elijah's graduation and see the rest of my family. I'm going to be frantically packing over here.