Deep Medicine - Jane Hiatt

The Year of the Fire Horse 🔥🐴

This is the year of the fire horse in Chinese astrology, a time of bold, innovative, transformative change, and I’ve been riding one on a most surprising journey.

Ironically, at the beginning of May, I was going to write a post about how this whole fire horse thing seemed more like whack-a-mole. I’m already dealing with my husband’s Alzheimer’s diagnosis and then we found out he has a cancer diagnosis too and suddenly there’s a whole new set of doctors and appointments and treatments to manage. Whack-a-mole is a reality for me but there’s more.

Here’s what happened next. That fire horse bucked me off.

First, the inspector found some creaks in the old bones of our house. Repairable (and as I write almost all repaired) but it scared those buyers off and they pulled out of the deal.

I wasn’t too dismayed. Such things happen, I know, and it gave us a chance to present a better face to the next buyer. We still had an accepted offer on the house we want.

Then we drove up to Ellensburg to visit our middle daughter and grandson and I got to give a talk and a workshop at Unity of Yakima, which were so well received. It was a rich weekend with friends and family. The 4 hour drive (that’s all on me these days) wasn’t too bad.

Because 2 weeks ago the fire horse arrived. It seemed like a normal horse—until I got on.

My youngest daughter texted me a picture of a house in her neighborhood that was for sale. Unlike ours, this home is one story and has a third bedroom. And it’s 2 streets away from her family’s house.

When I saw the house, I just had an inexplicable knowing that this was a good idea for us. Even though I loved my home of 12 years and all my neighbors and never wanted to move. But this inkling had life and so I called a friend who is a mortgage broker that same day and talked over the math of the opportunity. With her encouragement, I spoke to a realtor I know at a networking event the next day. That was a Wednesday. She came over to view the property and told me I’d need to take down all the pictures and make the room look less cluttered and more spacious. My decorating style is pictures (mostly family photos) in every possible spot. This photo is one small corner, just to give you an idea.

🔥🐎🏇🏻The Year of the Fire Horse

This is the year of the fire horse in Chinese astrology, a time of bold, innovative, transformative change, and I’ve been riding one on a most surprising journey.

Ironically, at the beginning of May, I was going to write a post about how this whole fire horse thing seemed more like whack-a-mole. I’m already dealing with my husband’s Alzheimer’s diagnosis and then we found out he has a cancer diagnosis too and suddenly there’s a whole new set of doctors and appointments and treatments to manage. Whack-a-mole is a reality for me but there’s more.

Because 2 weeks ago the fire horse arrived. It seemed like a normal horse—until I got on.

My youngest daughter texted me a picture of a house in her neighborhood that was for sale. Unlike ours, this home is one story and has a third bedroom. And it’s 2 streets away from her family’s house.

When I saw the house, I just had an inexplicable knowing that this was a good idea for us. Even though I loved my home of 12 years and all my neighbors and never wanted to move. But this inkling had life and so I called a friend who is a mortgage broker that same day and talked over the math of the opportunity. With her encouragement, I spoke to a realtor I know at a networking event the next day. That was a Wednesday. She came over to view the property and told me I’d need to take down all the pictures and make the room look less cluttered and more spacious. My decorating style is pictures (mostly family photos) in every possible spot. This photo is one small corner, just to give you an idea.

What did you do Memorial Day weekend?

I packed. And packed. All weekend. I also had unexpected help. My grandson’s dad hauled all the boxes downstairs to the garage on Saturday morning and came back for more on Sunday evening. My neighbors had graciously offered to w**d my little front yard. When they found out we were going to move, they also offered to power wash the back deck to remove evidence of all the birds who flock to my feeders. Monday my daughter and son-in-law came over and packed up my entire office and hauled more boxes downstairs. They w**d whacked the back yard and made a big dump run.

On Tuesday, my realtor called a different photographer. Her regular person couldn’t come for another week. This new guy had a cancellation that very day and took our listing pictures.

On Wednesday we went to see the house my daughter had texted me. It was perfect for us and our realtor turned our offer in on Thursday. It got accepted Friday. My oldest daughter came over Thursday and helped me sort through everything in my office closet so people could see something besides clutter and hauled those boxes down.

We had our first showing on Friday, before the open house scheduled for Saturday. That showing led to an offer the same day which, after some back and forth over the weekend, we accepted on Sunday.

I’m still in awe. Also drowning in paperwork and more packing.

📌Put a pin in that

Because I wrote everything above this line 2 weeks ago.

Here’s what happened next. That fire horse bucked me off.

First, the inspector found some creaks in the old bones of our house. Repairable (and as I write almost all repaired) but it scared those buyers off and they pulled out of the deal.

I wasn’t too dismayed. Such things happen, I know, and it gave us a chance to present a better face to the next buyer. We still had an accepted offer on the house we want.

Then we drove up to Ellensburg to visit our middle daughter and grandson and I got to give a talk and a workshop at Unity of Yakima, which were so well received. It was a rich weekend with friends and family. The 4 hour drive (that’s all on me these days) wasn’t too bad.

To be continued….
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