Casa

As of about 6:00 this evening, we're officially homeowners. We're homeowners in the sense that we actually own a very tiny percentage of a home, but that seems to qualify, in the eyes of the people we've been talking to. Because we closed on our house after business hours, we won't actually get the keys to the new place until tomorrow sometime; we went ahead and went there anyway, and we took a look around the outside again. The fence is in better shape than I remembered (though it'll need to be replaced at some point), and the lawn is freshly mowed. The vegetable garden has been pretty well cleared out, so I'll get to plant whatever I want in the next couple of weeks.

I've been checking out a half-dozen books at a time from the library, about gardening in its various permutations. I've been reading about organic gardening, gardening in central Texas, composting, and so forth. I have plans to figure out how to keep raspberries growing and healthy in our alkaline soil, and to grow strawberries successfully, not to mention to grow all sorts of awesome things for salads and cooking. I can't wait to get dirt under my fingernails. I can't wait to go inside tomorrow, with my tape measure in hand. It's all very exciting.

There's so much we want to do with the place, and it's so hard to prioritize. It would be awesome to have nice furniture for the patio, but that has to come after the refrigerator and the lawn mower and the new couch and...

We're still trying to come to terms with being in so much debt, even though it's "good" debt. The numbers feel kind of staggering, and at some point, that much money is nonsensical.

So for now, I'll focus on the fact that we have a little house of our very own, with a flower garden, a vegetable garden, and a big tree for shade.