And now, we reveal the worst-kept secret in the history of western Pennsylvania — The Wife and I bought a house Monday morning.
We were coy about the progress we were making towards this place — on a lovely street in Pittsburgh’s Brighton Heights neighborhood — because the last two times we were close, something bit us in the ass at the last minute. And after we had told some folks that those were possibilities, this time around we didn’t want to say anything until it was done.
OK. I know I’ve been referencing The Thing We Can’t Talk About for a while now. I know there were plenty of people I talked to at PodCamp over the weekend who suspected we were close, if for no other reason than the grin I cracked each time someone asked how the search was going. I can be very good at keeping secrets, but in this case it was killing me not to be able to tell someone — anyone — what was going on.
The next couple of weeks should be interesting. We’re moving a bunch of little stuff from our apartment down there when we have the opportunity, and we’ll get a truck to move the rest probably next week. We’re already thinking about painting, ripping up carpets and restoring floors (which are in pretty good shape already) and making a few pretty serious purchases. It’s overwhelming and exciting, all at the same time.
So. Busy. The blog should be fairly entertaining. And — yes. There will be a party. Soon.
Got stuff to say about another spectacular PodCamp experience. That’ll be coming soon. Right after I buy a lawn mower and make my tall grass short.