Random Fate

Michael,

The past couple of weeks, the Mrs & I have had the worried feeling that things were going too smoothly in our housing transactions. First, improbably enough in this market, our house sold on the very first Open House day. Then with incredible luck, after only a week of searching, we found a great, affordable house in Boulder. And the timing was perfect, too. We could take our earnings from the sale of our Bowie house at closing on Oct 16 and apply it to our Boulder house closing on Nov 1. No mortgage!

But the randomness of fate struck yesterday, when we heard that yesterday, 4 days before closing, our buyer had gone to the hospital for routine surgery and had lapsed into a “coma-like” state afterwards. He can’t even sign a power of attorney for his wife and daughter. The closing is delayed until he wakes up, whenever that may be. A month from now, he could still be in a coma, and we can’t put the house on the market

So, we’re going to have to float a mortgage until this is resolved. I hope we don’t end up trying to sell our Bowie house while living in Boulder!

–rakkity

Off The Hook

Michael,

The last couple of weeks I’ve been dodging Dominic, hoping not to be invited into a game, but yesterday he came to our Thursday team lunch, and I sat across from him at our favorite restarant, The Beijing. I noticed that he was a little clumsy eating with his chopsticks, and then I saw that the ring and pinkie finger on his right hand were bandaged. “What happened to your hand?”, I asked. He said that he had “jammed” his fingers on a court wall, and the doc had told him that he had probably pulled a ligament. He was going in for X-rays later that day. “So, can you hold a racket in your hand?”, I queried. “Not really. I may not be able to play racquetball for a while.”

So I’m off the hook. Like two old lions, we’ve retreated to nurse our wounds.

–rakkity

Two On The Road

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Last year’s Rainbow Lake trip was the most like accepting one of those phone solicited Marriott Rewards trips to a resort. Bright sun, warm weather and a pond surface so clear you could stand on your head and imagine the lake was the sky above. This year’s Misery Pond getaway was mixed with a day of wind that would have toppled our tent had we set it up exposed as the boys did two years ago.

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Diane and Mary on our nature walk in WellFleet.

Hold Onto Your Hat In Denver

Mike,

Here’s an interesting factoid about Boulder weather–90 mph winds in December and January are surprisingly common.

The attached picture shows a bar chart of occurence of winds in a recent 35 year period (1967-2002). In the months of December and January, there have been 41 90-mph “Chinooks” in Boulder. Chinooks are warm, fast, steady winds from the west, usually after a snowfall. I had no idea there were so many of them. On our drives out there this coming December and January, we may have to batten down the hatches pretty tight. We’ll be driving into the wind, anyway, so we should be able to watch the flying tumbleweeds and two-by-fours as they come towards us.

–rakkity

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