Intentional observation, as I clean

Tidying up the house and yard in a bit of a fury, and at the same time trying to get a sense of where we’ll end up. As I was picking up sticks in the backyard this Memorial Day weekend (the eleventh anniversary of the day I met my wife!) I found this rotten little specimen.

All of the futuristic postulating was dented this afternoon when the realtor we’ve begun working with told us our cute little bungalow was probably going to to for $5,000-7,000 less than I was hoping for. That’s a whole lotta cash in our little economy, and makes finding a suitable replacement for our Siloam Springs’ home more challenging — even in less expensive Nebraska. According to the real estate agent, the disparity comes as a result of foreclosures entering the market, foreclosures which are selling for less than other properties and thereby dragging the value of other houses down with them. Curse the greedy New York bankers, and the gullible Americans they suckered into bloated mortgages too!

Not surprisingly, we’re a bit worn out on the whole mess.