The End of an Era

Well Cooterinos, you know what they say about doors closing?

Don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya! Peace!

In case you're wondering what I'm talking about, I just got home from the closing on my new mortgage and as of today I am the sole owner of a small piece of land (and a residence) in the Pitt. Some of you may remember this land/house as the house I've been living in for the last four years. Your memory serves you correctly, I bought the place from myself for the low low price of X number of dollars.

True to form, things still aren't technically final. I have 3 business days to back out of the deal before it becomes written in stone. I'm pretty sure that there's nothing the previous co-owner can do to muck up my life so F that B!

As expected, the air was sweeter, a guy let me into a huge line of traffic, I ate a delicious treat at Starbucks, I bought a new pink shirt (for Pink Shirt Friday tomorrow), and somewhere in the middle I burst out into an uncontrollable smiling, gleaming, laughing fit. Life is now better.

[wiping hands] And that's the end of that chapter [/wiping hands]




Over and Out,
Old Coot