So I just barely make the 4:40 ferry, by the skin of my teeth. It’s raining and gray. You can tell it’s Seattle because it’s raining and lots of people aren’t carrying umbrellas, or even covering their heads. I had my hood up.
I get off the ferry and head to where my bus is always parked. Except I forget that I usually take the 5:30 ferry and don’t even think to check the number on the front of the bus. oops.
Halfway through the express ride home, the bus makes a right turn. Where it would normally go straight, had I boarded the right bus. I’m like, shit. Where am I going now? Indianola? Will the bus even stop? Crap. I called Brian and confessed my error.
Luckily there was a stop a mile later at a Shell station. So I waited there dumbly until Brian picked me up a little while later.
We headed straight for our new house!
It was empty inside, and ours. We ran around, checking for what the previous owners left for us: a garden hose with wheel, a hanging oval pot rack, nice curtain valances in the living room and dining room, plentiful shelving and corkboard in the garage, cans of paint, and a shower curtain liner. Woo hoo!!
Tomorrow maybe we’ll take a few boxes over or something. Might be fun to get started. We still have to hire movers. I got a quote tonight for a company that will do it for under $300. Sweet.
This is terribly cool and fun and heartwarming… I think this would be the one time you could invite all of us over and the kids would not be able to break anything, since the house is empty ( : I am kidding, they don’t break things. I think today you are going to have a great day, at Your House!
Thanks Brenna! I really appreciate your support. You still have to tell me which ferry you take home so we can miss it and get a drink at Commuter Comforts! 🙂
what happy funness. i have (pms-related) tears of joy for you. buying a house is such a huge deal!