I'm rarely out running around in the backyard at 411, but Saturday morning's eclipse had me up and down our 90 by 360 lot trying to get the best shot through the trees. As is often the case, I turned around from the moon to go back up the hill and discovered our house from a whole new angle. It was looking pretty, but there was a touch of moody there and melancholy for me.
This trip has held a visit with a real estate agent to appraise the house and a major power-washing.
We talked at great length about power-washing upon my arrival. I always thought the siding on the house was beige, but Mom mentioned creme. On Easter morning this morning, we are creme! After the moody, melancholy morning; it was fun to see us clean and sparkling in the sunshine that afternoon.
Kat went to get Mom so she could see everything and I served a little wine and snacks on the front porch for us to enjoy.
So much these last few years has been tiny steps with Mom and Dad. Now, here we are with no decision about the house, but feeling closer to being there sooner than later. I know it must be done, but it still makes me sad.
Our saga continues!
Happy Easter to all!