The Harrell posse spent last week exploring California. It was our official house hunting trip and I wanted to come back and tell you Scott had bought me the most expensive Mother's Day gift ever. However, finding a house in "The Valley" (as it is called there) is so very difficult, we did not score a home. We came very close to putting in an offer on a very expensive home that was really just a piece of land, because it was a total tear town. From the roof to the foundation, there were problems with every part of the house, so we decided to pass - at least for the moment. That is what many of the houses are like out there - old and in original condition. Folks buy them for the land, tear them down and start anew. I think those folks also have an in on the winning lottery numbers, because that is an expensive way to buy a house.
While house hunting was the main purpose of the visit, it was also the kids first time in California. Per the reputation, the weather was perfect during our entire visit. While Scott was working hard at Cisco the kids and I checked out the Santa Cruz Boardwalk, visited the Tech Museum in San Jose (no surprise there is a giant technology museum in the heart of Silicon Valley), and built a giant sheet-fort in the hotel room. We also spent a big chunk of our days working on homework, since this wasn't a spring break at school. We had to do a book report and a PowerPoint presentation, EOG testing practice and math galore. I tried to play teacher, but let's just say I don't plan on homeschooling the kids anytime soon. I personally tip my hat to every teacher who every is, was, or ever will be. Educating kids is really, really tough - thank you to all the teachers!!!!
Now we are back home. House hunting is on the back burner as we close out the school year and close out in NC - which is very exciting, scary, and sad - all at the same time. We have only a couple of weeks left here. I am presently sorting through what goes with us to temporary housing, what goes to long-term storage, and what is destine for the Goodwill. I sure wish I had a crystal ball to help me prioritize. The relocation people will only tell me in broad terms what is in our furnished apartment, such as "a well appointed kitchen." What the heck does that mean? On the one hand, I don't want to bring duplicates and have no room to store it. On the other hand, I don't want to have to run to Target and buy a bunch of stuff I already own because it is locked in long-term storage. And don't even get me started on the the question of whether our current furniture will fit in the California home we have yet to find. Hence, my desperate need for a crystal ball.
That is life in the stroller lane.