OK, I can quit being mysterious now. I actually was not trying to be mysterious--it is just that I am too superstitious to write about something like this until it is a tad more certain.
The PP and I are moving. Not far, mind you. In fact, I will not even need to change the "Upstate, SC" marker on my profile. But we have decided that since he works in a smallish city that is about 45 minutes away from the university where I teach, and that since he has to be at work 9-5 every day, while I am not on campus every day, it makes more sense for me to do the commute. Furthermore, it is kind of a neat little city, especially in comparison with the little town in which we now live.
But really all that reasonable thinking is not what made up our minds: we found a house we absolutely love. It is an older house in a historic district, and the both the inside and the outside are gorgeous. It really is more house than we need, but we said what the heck. Because, after our, this new neighborhood has a walking tour.
Now we have a contract on it.
And, amazingly, today I go to sign the contract with the buyers for our current house.
All to say, it has been a busy and chaotic couple of weeks. Because, friends, we really got going on this process not even 2 weeks ago. Yes, I know.
So that is why I was not saying much about why I was not writing much. And here is an apology in advance for the house-centered turn that this blog may take, especially over the next couple of months, during which I hope I do not have to write the words "roof replacement" and "asbestos shingles" in the same sentence, except metalinguistically, of course.