Wednesday, March 19, 2025
We left to go see the Captain America movie without Captain America (I thought it was pretty good – I think they did a good job of remaking Captain America into a whole different guy. One wonders why they needed to, but since they were, they did fine) and we saw the For Sale sign next door for the first time. We have been talking about the opportunity to move next door for single level living and selling our house to our friends (gaining continued access to our backyard while imagining getting old on one level). I think I talked myself out of it while talking to Benjamin about it last week. When we talked with the neighbors last fall about this plan, they mentioned they expected to get as much or more for their house as our house would sell for.
Mmmm. We have a smaller house, but a huge yard and a pool. I wasn’t sure about that. I said to Benjamin that I wouldn’t pay as much for their not-as-good-of-a-house as I would sell ours for. I heard myself say it and thought of his advice for when we moved here – why not go for something you really want? I would really like my friend next door, but I don’t really want that house. I think I have talked myself out of it. The house isn’t listed on Zillow yet – so maybe it will be so cheap we can’t turn it down.
Maybe it will be free and we will just keep it as our guest house!
Those are fun thoughts, aren’t they?
I got bummer news at my doctor’s appointment today. My wonderful, marvelous doctor who saved me from my craziness last year is moving to Wisconsin. They are moving to be close to aging in-laws in a tiny town south of Eau Claire. It’s so small I have never even heard of it – but Keith has (he is from a tiny town south of Eau Claire. I bet there is a requirement to be able to name all the tiny towns). I volunteered to follow her (not in a creepy way) (is there a non-creepy was to follow someone?), and she said that would be great – but she doesn’t even have a job yet. She sent a letter to the local single-doctor clinic saying Hi! Hire me part time – no benefits needed! and hasn’t heard back yet. That is a dumb clinic.
My brother’s surgery went well yesterday and he is presumably home now. He mentioned Percocet, a fabulous pain reliever that had me seeing people who weren’t there when I was in the hospital one time. Such fun. I hope he is resting comfortably and safely!