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Wired

It’s sleepy-bye time here in Frisco, but as the night begins to settle in, I’m wired. As usual. Everyone else has long since gone to bed, but I’ve got far too much on the mind for sleep just yet. Two days away, after all, is our closing date: the day we pay a big chunk of change for the privilege of living in our own home.

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Fighting Fate’s Entropic Grasp

Ohhh, no. I am not letting you go that easily. Those were my thoughts on Thursday afternoon when our realtor called me at the office and dropped a bombshell in my lap. I knew something was up when I asked, by way of a greeting, how he was doing, to which he responded: “Uhhh…it depends.” It turned out that the appraisal on the home that Apple and I had contracted to buy had just come in, and it was for $10,000 less than the selling price.

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And Here We Go

You’ll have noticed that we arrived in our new hometown of Frisco, TX on the fifth day of January and promptly disappeared. It was like that episode of Doctor Who where everyone yearns to be sent to the 500th floor because its walls are rumored to be paved with gold, and then everyone who gets sent up there is never heard from again.

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Vent

[notice]Update: In case anyone tried to log in and respond to this post, there were some security issues with the blog that prevented this. Those issues have now been resolved. Sorry for the inconvenience. You can thank the &@%# comment spammers.[/notice] Although my rants used to be the cornerstone of this blog, I’ve largely let that kind of bloviating fall by the wayside in the past couple of years.

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