MOTM

Seriously.

After two years of living in a small apartment, easily half filled
with my gear, with my wife and now nine-year-old grandson, and six
offers, two escrows (the first one was canceled by the sellers-
flakes!), and nearly full-time effort, my family is going to close
this Friday on a house here in California!!!  Yeah, that whole
"buyer's market" thing - not so much.

Yes, by golly, I'm the proud owner of a termite-infested, rat's nest.
 It'll be another month before we can move in (rat and termite team,
then  I paint and repair things, then a hardwood floor refinisher) but
I've got the studio space I've been waiting for!  

No more "turn that down Grampa - we're watching SpongeBob!" or "honey,
I can't work around you here" or "Mr. Osthelder, it's come to our
attention that strange noises are emanating from your dining room". 
It's over!  Now I can work on a yard and house instead of making
music, but I've got my own space!  First chance I get, the Engine of
Chaos gets a sequencer patch and I'm playing my neglected drum kit in
accompaniment until the police show up.

As scary as home buying is today, I still feel good!

Chub - broke but not broken