Yesterday morning, Deborah and I took turns going downtown to sign papers. Seems like we're finally the owners of a back yard. I'm not sure I believe it yet — ours? Really? Supposedly, we'll be getting the title to the property once all the paperwork goes through, which should prove interesting — I've never seen the actual title to a piece of property. Have you?
It turns out that we did anticipate this day, though — I just heard from May this afternoon that she got us the hammock we wanted while she was in Peru, and should be shipping it to us shortly. Just in time for spring. Just in time for having a backyard in which to hang it.
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Surely you have the title to your house? It has to be around somewhere!
Nope. Barring about $11,000 in unexpected windfalls, the title to our house resides with the bank. Most people have mortgages on their homes.
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