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A Week in Photos: 2026, Part 6
February 10, 2026
Monday, February 2: Moving things down to the garage continues. Case in point: the face plate for the Murphy bed rests in the kitchen temporarily on its way down from one of the guest rooms.
Tuesday, February 3: Started the day by breaking one of the small dishes I use to prop up colanders when I drain the yogurt I make. Then I went to the oral surgeon for my pre-extraction appointment where the blood pressure cuff was misbehaving to the point where my hand started tingling and small blood bruises peppered the skin. Glad to say the day went better after that rough start.
Wednesday, February 4: Woke up early, finished packing a suitcase, and headed off to western Washington with Mr. Karen with every hope of closing on our new house on Friday but still with some doubt about what obstacles might pop up at the last minute. While we were getting ready to leave, the mortgage guy called to say they’d need to overnight the paperwork and send a mobile notary to us so we could sign and overnight it back so it’d be ready for the sellers to sign on Friday. Wait, what? Obviously some miscommunication there, which Mr. K cleared up by saying we were going to be there in person and could come into the title company Thursday. One small detail … the money for our down payment and closing costs was still in transit to our bank account as we’d only gotten the final number earlier in the week and were aiming to have it on Friday, so I checked the banking app several times as we drove west to see if it had come through. By the time we went to bed, some it was processing but the other chunk was still in transit.
Thursday, February 5: Woke up to find all the money needed to close was processing in our bank account, so that was a relief. I still wasn’t sure we’d be able to get a cashier’s check to give to the title company, what with the money not having posted yet, but we toddled off to the bank and the teller was able to get us the check we needed. We drove out to the new house since we had some time before we had to be at the title company (but didn’t have access to walk the property, so we couldn’t see much). Treated ourselves to lunch then went to sign many many papers at the title company. Stopped at the grocery store on the way back to Kathy’s house and spent the rest of the day doing nothing much.
Friday, February 6: Got word that the sellers signed the paperwork and the title company closed and recorded the transaction, so we own a new house. In the contract, we gave the sellers two weeks to vacate and relocate their animals (a horse, two goats, two turkeys, and many chickens), so we didn’t take possession or even get any keys. It felt less exciting than I’d hoped. We hung out at Kathy’s the rest of the day, the highlight of which was some deer roaming around the neighborhood, including one I caught just walking up the sidewalk.
Saturday, February 7: Met our real estate agent and a septic system designer at the new house. While Mr. Karen and the designer walked the property and talked about where the new septic field would go and what the process would look like to get the new system in (the current one failed its inspection and doesn’t meet current code, so can’t be saved), I mostly wandered on my own. We didn’t have access to the house, but I could peek in the windows and was glad to see the sellers had moved out a lot of the furniture that we hadn’t requested be left as part of the contract, so perhaps my fears that they won’t leave on time are overblown. It was a rainy day, so the property didn’t show to its best advantage, but that’s okay; soon we’ll be able to be cozy inside on days like this. After wrapping up on the property, we headed back to Kathy’s to load the car and drive home. Originally we’d planned to stay until Sunday, maybe even Monday if needed, but it wasn’t needed and we had a lot to do to get the condo ready for its new owners so off we went.
Sunday, February 8: Well. Instead of waking up at home, I woke up at a hotel a couple hours short of it. Why? Because we stopped in the city on our way home to buy more boxes shortly before the store closed Saturday night, and a half hour down the road, I realized I couldn’t find my purse. Mr. K pulled into a gas station, we searched the car. No purse. I called the store, which had been closed for 20 minutes but a security guy answered and put me on hold to look and yes, my purse was there. I could get it in the morning. Mr. K and I could have driven the hour and a half home that night but it seemed smarter to save wear and tear on a car and ourselves and just get a hotel near the store. Which is how I ended up in a big box store well before 8 a.m., reunited with my purse, and bought a few more moving supplies as long as I was there, passing a seasonal spray paint display on my way to the boxes. I returned to the hotel where I’d let Mr. Karen sleep in a bit, we got packed up again, then stopped for a nice breakfast on the way home, only a half day later than we’d expected.
On this date in 2025: A Week in Photos: 2025, Part 5
2017 through 2024: No journal entries
2016: Things
2009 through 2015: No entries
2008: Plenty of Pow
2003 through 2007: No entries
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