Tuesday, May 27, 2008
House Hunting
It's been absolutely nuts around here the past few weeks. We sold the house, and then headed off last Thursday to look for a place to live. Our realtor there picked us up at the hotel at 3:30pm and we saw 8 places that night, then 13 the next day. Five were chosen for a follow up on Saturday morning, and then we wrote up an offer over lunch, dealt with the rebuttal by phone from the Saskatoon airport, dealt with another counter from Edmonton's airport and yet again from Vancouver airport. By the time we'd landed in Prince George we had decided that our final offer was not going to go, so had decided on a game plan for our second choice.
But Lo! They took the offer. And so, provided the inspection works out and all the conditions come off in time, this will be our new house come early August. The place needs work out in the yard and garden, and needs to look a little sharper on the exterior, but the inside is impeccable, and considering the asking price and what else was out there, we got a bargain.
But Lo! They took the offer. And so, provided the inspection works out and all the conditions come off in time, this will be our new house come early August. The place needs work out in the yard and garden, and needs to look a little sharper on the exterior, but the inside is impeccable, and considering the asking price and what else was out there, we got a bargain.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
On the Move, Once Again
Having lived in Prince George for almost 7 years, it seems surprising that we haven't worn out our welcome and been run out of town on a rail.
Ha ha! No, just joking. I'm the only one who would get that treatment, but because of my family (and my latent insanity), we've been treated with kid gloves.
Anyhow, recently my lovely wife was headhunted for a new job and duly went off for an interview. No surprise to me (or to the people she works with, unless you count the some people upstairs who seem surprised to find that not only does she work there but that she's sometimes the glue that holds the place together), the interview went well and she received an offer.
So, as of August 18, she will be in charge of the Murray Library at the University of Saskatchewan in Saskatoon. The Murray is the largest of 7 branches on campus, a school that is about 9X bigger than UNBC, as well as about 10X older. It's also a city about 3X the size of PG, and I suspect with a lot more to offer.
Friends will be missed, children (especially Aidan) will need to adjust, and we'll also miss the house and the neighbourhood. But we think this is a pretty solid move, although a tad more nerve wracking than our previous move from the US back to Canada. Especially since this time we have a house we have to sell.
Ha ha! No, just joking. I'm the only one who would get that treatment, but because of my family (and my latent insanity), we've been treated with kid gloves.
Anyhow, recently my lovely wife was headhunted for a new job and duly went off for an interview. No surprise to me (or to the people she works with, unless you count the some people upstairs who seem surprised to find that not only does she work there but that she's sometimes the glue that holds the place together), the interview went well and she received an offer.
So, as of August 18, she will be in charge of the Murray Library at the University of Saskatchewan in Saskatoon. The Murray is the largest of 7 branches on campus, a school that is about 9X bigger than UNBC, as well as about 10X older. It's also a city about 3X the size of PG, and I suspect with a lot more to offer.
Friends will be missed, children (especially Aidan) will need to adjust, and we'll also miss the house and the neighbourhood. But we think this is a pretty solid move, although a tad more nerve wracking than our previous move from the US back to Canada. Especially since this time we have a house we have to sell.
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