July 7th, 2008

pineapple, tomato = reflux

Yeah, so that was a mistake.

Oh, well.

T. got up around 8 a.m. and played with R. for a while. R. also fed him. (Yay!) So when I got up when R. left for work, I figured, hey, great time to go to the grocery store since we hadn't been for a week and a half, two weeks. Unfortunately, T. wanted to go in the blue car (the Fit) which was gone. I think he may have also been feeling like things just weren't right. J. hadn't come over and taken him to her house to play with E. and T. Oh well. Eventually he decided the white car (the Odyssey) was suitable for playing in, and, even, after a while, going to the store in.

At the store, I saw S., a volunteer from the library who I like a lot, and B. a former selectmen and minor thorn in our side at the library there towards the end of my service. I wasn't around for his final report; he commented today that he was really shocked at what he discovered. I limited my remarks to that we were very much in agreement that the library needed a lot more audio/video offerings.

I wonder, now, if he had gone into this expecting to prove the previous librarian had been doing a bang up job and we shouldn't have run her out. This is not a guy who is prepared to discuss his motives candidly. Quite the contrary, in fact. In any event, he was cordial, correctly guessed T.'s age and we discussed his grandchildren briefly. For what could have been a less than pleasant encounter, it went very well.

And then home, where by dint of letting T. play in the van, I got to unload the van and put everything away and then read e-mail for a while. Currently, I'm letting him run water in the sink, which is probably a huge mistake. OTOH, worst case scenario, the floor needs mopping and winds up clean(er).

we have survived to 4 p.m.

And had our Snack.

Only 3 hours to go, and then someone else can be responsible for a while.

T.'s actually been in a pretty good mood, switching between a little robot toy, a kitty keyboard and the Vtech toy laptop, with occasional breaks for bubbles, goldfish and/or juice boxes.

He also seems to be telling me when he needs a diaper change. This is an amazing new thing, which is mildly encouraging.

real estate, gas, and I'm going to have to stop reading Seattle Bubble

Here's the post that has done me in:


This is the third time the author of this blog has hammered on some article that describes people who _are in fact_ moving from a long commute to a short commute.

Here's the article:


It's actually a pretty good article about a _working couple_ who lived together in _Kirkland_ but both worked in Seattle, and who decided to buy a townhome in the Roosevelt neighborhood. Again, many of my readers are in/from Seattle and thus familiar with it -- but others are not. Roosevelt, FWIW, is an _awesome_ neighborhood a little bit north of the U-District with good access to freeways, great bus service, mostly single-family homes switching over to multi-family (think Ballard a few years ago), with decent schools, a Whole Paycheck as well as more moderately priced groceries, a smattering of restaurants, etc.

What it is not is on Capitol Hill. I don't know _why_ the author of Seattle Bubble concludes the couple is buying on or around Capitol Hill (which would be prohibitively expensive even taking a huge hit to the lifestyle in terms of # bedrooms/square footage, etc.). The article clearly states Roosevelt, altho I suppose you actually have to skim down to the bottom to discover this.

A very, very superficial check at real estate prices confirmed what I suspected: Kirkland is _more_ expensive than Roosevelt, unless it's a wash. This would be because of historical perceptions of school quality (Seattle Public had a very, very nasty rep there for a while) that, if they were true, aren't any more.

So. A couple of people decide to move closer to their jobs, in a neighborhood with great services, which will probably be slightly cheaper than where they were commuting from. And the idiot who lives in Kenmore thinks that this won't "pencil out". [ETA: It was uncalled, petty, small-minded and mean of me to refer to The Tim from Seattle Bubble in this manner. I apologize. He responded quite handsomely in the first comment below.]

Yeah. I'll go waste my spare time reading the comments at Calculated Risk, instead. If I need Seattle real estate info, I can always read Rain City. I added my corrections in a comment; I'll check back one more time to see if this had _any_ impact on the author. Otherwise, I'm afraid he's just a wack job whose particular hangup is no longer all that unique (since everyone by now seems on board with the idea that real estate in and around Seattle has crested).