Suddenly, to my mild surprise, things are popping on my end that involve potentially life-altering changes. Suddenly there are unavoidable matters at hand that I must attend to without distraction or delay.  Unfortunately, as a result, this means that for one week I must defer sharing my widower observations and feelings with you. My apologies for today’s digression.

When Lola and I last visited Deer Tick Manor, I wanted to determine, mostly just for yucks and giggles, you understand, what the property might be worth. However, the two realtors I met calmly came up with an estimate of its value that exceeded my wildest expectations. Well, one thing quickly led to the next, and, before you knew it, I had listed the property for sale.

Since I am mostly debt free, this seemed like a no-risk play. I figure that If I got low-ball offers, or even none at all, there will be no sale of the property. I will be in the exact place I currently occupy.

I am pleased that in just three days I have already fielded two apparently solid offers. Why, this seems almost too easy to be true. Yet, suddenly, I find myself under the gun to accept or reject either or both of the offers. My decision requires analysis and investigation. There are complex documents to review.  There already have been numerous insistent calls and other communications. And like most time sensitive real estate deals, so, too, my decisions. Meanwhile, I feel slightly hesitant due to my own ambivalence. Deer Tick represents so many of the good things about my life with Lee.

So, forgive me. This week I have no choice but to focus on the task at hand.  Until next time…