Our division leadership team was trying to find a date and place for an in person planning meeting. My new boss suggested her Minneapolis home, but worried it might be too far for a couple of us coming from different corner's of the metro. I jokingly said, well they occasionally open the gate and let us out, so I thought it wouldn't be a problem. It was actually a very welcome invitation.
|Every drop of my flat white was enjoyed.
I got out yesterday too. I hung out at Swede Hollow cafe with my laptop, a strawberry scone, and a perfect flat white. I had tagged along with my daughter and she dropped me off as she had business and came back later. I timed being there when two paramedic units stopped. I'm shamelessly stereotyping, but I found it funny hearing young men in that profession ordering chai tea lattes, cappuccinos, and flat whites.
|These guys deserved their latte's!
Later we had lunch and just enjoyed the 73° sunny day until the house tour. Another visual gem came up and has an open house tomorrow but we did a drive by and while that house is beautiful, the rest of the neighborhood looked in disrepair, and depressing. Seeing multiple beat up couches in the alley clinched a firm no to even looking. I think I've been a little smug and pretentious with others complaining about the type of housing they fear coming to their neighborhood. Admittedly, the lack of upkeep, the garbage, and lack of vitality except from a few houses made me sad. We need better quality, affordable housing, and at the same time, need landlords, tenants, and home owners to do their part to keep our communities just that- communities. We had ice tea and coffee to kill some time before meeting her realtor. We couldn't find an indie Coffee shop open so Starbucks it was. It was nice sitting outside.
I was impressed with her realtor that pointed out every flaw and potential money trap in the house she toured, the one that looked perfect on-line. It was a cute house that is sure to get oohs and ahhs, and someone's going to buy it. Not my daughter. To say there was creative photography with the kitchen would be an understatement. Two people could barely move in it let alone try and cook together. Plus, the smell of a cat was so strong, it would be difficult to get out. There was hard to overlook confusion. There was beautiful landscaping in the front and a lovely back yard with a garden area and fire pit. But also a side retaining wall about to crumble, easily incurring hundreds if not thousands in labor costs to fix. There were beautiful skylight's in a lofted bedroom, but a garage that had crumbling foundation. The 29 year old heating and air unit yelled cha-ching. The shaker siding would need painting every 5-6 years. But, on the good side, she really liked the neighborhood, and the realtor now has a good sense of her absolutes and where she's flexible.
I got pup out for a good walk last night. Supper was a conglomeration of leftovers for DH and I nibbled on something before crashing in front of the television and another The Crown episode. When you watch historically based mini series or movie's, do you look up facts to compare from fiction? Who knew (or cares) that Prince Charles sister Anne was once involved with Camilla's first husband Parker Bowles?
Because I fell asleep early, I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back to sleep. I caught up on blogs a bit. I read many even if I don't leave comments much on some. To reiterate my post yesterday-people are so different. I try not to get annoyed when I read opinions put out as if fact, even when it touches me and my preferences and beliefs. But, I need to say this. Oak furniture is beautiful.
I got texts that the college kid arrived to her hotel safely. That's a relief- thank you all for the well wishes. This weekend is more the same. Basic housework and laundry, purging and organizing. But, I'm going to get some flowers to put in my planters including the new ones. I'm excited to announce the hostas have poked through, and they seem to have expanded shoots so should be fuller this year. Enjoy your weekend.