Holy smokes, there is a lot of wildlife at the new home.
This weekend we saw:
Black cow birds
A red tailed hawk
Four deer bounding across an old beaver dam
I’ve got my camera at the ready, but so far I haven’t been fast enough or subtle enough to snap any pictures.
At this point Jen and I are mostly moved into the new home. And a new home it is; we are the first residents in this new construction. Easy and convenient? Yes, though non-loan-related financial output for the home has surprised me.
There are always a bunch of costs associated with buying an older home, and I think these are mostly understood and expected. Usually there are repairs necessary or major components like furnaces, roofs, or water heaters. That was certainly the case with the House of Rock. We had to replace a furnace, remove an old oil tank, fix up some walls, and clean up some old junk that had found refuge in rafters of the garage… but the house was essentially livable from the get go.
What surprised me is that the new home has its own lengthy assortment of costs based entirely on the fact that it is new. The house needs a water filter, radon testing, appliances and all the standard decorating accouterment. Painting and staining are on the menu, as is a new gas line for a grill.
Perhaps the real difference between the HoR and the new Home is not the built-on date as much as it is my higher expectations for quality and performance. With the HoR, all I needed was to be certain that the house would stand. With this Home, I’m eager to make it streamlined and efficient.
Tomorrow, Jen and I close on a new home – this home needs a name.
We’ve been toying with naming our final destination “The Keep” as a reference to both long-term possession and the strongest portion of a castle; built to protect. But… this house doesn’t quite feel like a Keep.
The new house is positioned on a very localized hill. It resides about 30 feet above all adjacent houses and, also unique amongst the neighbors, ours stands above the recorded 500yr flood record (though I question the source of such data).
As the house is expected to survive any flood, we were thinking of referencing Noah’s Ark. Conveniently, Ark is also defined as a repository for sacred items (i.e. Ark of the Covenant). We tried to identify the items most sacred to us and came up with one potential name:
The Ark of the Oven-Mitt.
A few coworkers and I were earmarked to go to a career fair at MIT to seek out new talent for the office. We were short an Electrical Engineer, so we approached the big boss about inviting Sander along. His response?
Boss: “No way, Sander’s time is too valuable.”
Mike D: “Should I still plan on going?”
Boss: “yes. You should go.”
… wait a minute…
For the upcoming house purchase, Jen and I are exploring options for appliances. One such appliance, the refrigerator, has caused some mental frustration.
Annoyance: Refrigerator vs. Fridge
Where did that D come from in the abbreviated form Fridge?
After some research I’ve learned that the reasoning is sloppy. When a G is sandwiched between vowels it often creates a combo sound of d+guh, like refrigerator, regenerate, and gauge. However, sometimes when it’s at the end of a word the preceding vowel is lengthened and the G loses it’s D sound: Think Oblige or Siege. Why? I have no idea. Grammerphils care to comment?
One’s first attempt to correct this might be to remove the E at the end of the word, but that ends up making Frig rhyme with Wig.
The best way to force the pronunciation was to add a D. Think: Ledge, Bridge, Ridge, Fudge, Melissa Ethridge.
Here’s why it’s sloppy: Garbage, Pillage. Neither have the D but both have the D sound. One site suggests that this is because the accent is on the first syllable.
In conclusion: who knows? English is weird.
Yesterday Jen and I finally succeeded in moving on what has been a fairly long drawn our process of bidding on a new home. After weeks of looking we found a home in Clinton, CT. We were trying to find a place in Guilford, but the prices were too high for the quality of house.
We pushed further east and ended up two towns away in Clinton. Clinton is a tiny shoreline community: Just 19sq miles with ~13,500 people. The town has an abundance of inland wetlands (17% of the town is water), and our future home is one that includes wetlands.
About 40% of our property will be pond. This comes with advantages and disadvantages. Privacy and wildlife are assured, but so too are mosquitoes and fewer land based wooded adventures. Still, excitement abounds.
At the moment we are expecting a closing the week of April 1st. More pictures to follow!
This past weekend Jen and I took the Parents D to see a play at the Bushnell in Hartford. It was Mom D’s birthday a few weeks back and what’s better than a theatrical production? Nothing! The choice? War Horse – complete with puppets and horses!
Gad zooks that play is dark.
I was completely unprepared for the carnage and emotionally draining plot. Sure, with the word War in the title I was expecting some level of seriousness – but there was death and destruction beyond my greatest expectations!
The production was amazing, use of sound and light were stunning, and of course the Horse puppets were awe inspiring. The puppeteers weren’t really hidden at all, but it eventually got the point where we no longer noticed them. In fact, the first half of the play was a bit slower than I would have liked… but you know… character development and stuff.
Overall, I’d give War Horse 4 stars. And despite the perhaps less than lively juxtaposition with my Mom’s birthday, it was an amazing experience. Unfortunately, the show is no longer available in Hartford – but I’d certainly recommend you go to check it out if it comes to your area.