Housing news...

After getting myself all emotionally attached to a house in Arnprior, imagining where to put the furniture and what colours to paint the walls and so on ... we lost it. Someone else came along a made an offer while we're still trying to sell this house.

So, we had to decide whether to let the Elgin Street house go, or buy it outright and maybe have to support two houses. Not much of a choice, and very much against a "rule" that Dad and I made a long time ago, "Thou shall not take financial chances, lest God test you on it. He has a wierd sense of humour that way, don't think He won't."

So, we're looking at new houses. We think we've found one. It's a bit junky on the outside but the location is perfect, the interior is nice and it's convertable into a duplex later. Bonus. Additional bonus - Ken Kilby would be our next door neighbour.

Love MOm
aka: "Daisy Took of Great Smials" when I'm feeling portly and "Idril Tîwele" when I'm feeling ethereal (and difficult - who can pronounce that?)