Thursday, January 27, 2011 3:30 pm
Closing time. I've heard people say it's like signing your life away when you close on a real estate deal. It felt more like signing for life to begin.
It had been a long process to get to this day. 40 years in the making (41 in my case) Now, everything we do is for us. No more rent, no more restrictions on what could be done. Everything is an investment in our lives.
I wanted to go out to the property I've begun to call Brewer's Pond, but it was late when we finished up. It was also cold, so we just went home for pizza and beer to celebrate.
Our realtor presented us with pewter mugs engraved with our names, and our banker gifted us a nice black iron candle holder with one of those little battery operated candles, so we don't burn the house down.
It was celebratory, and the meeting with the lawyer was jubilant on all sides. Sign your life away?... Hardly.