Meet the New Owners

Yesterday morning, a knock on the door and there come the new owners (or the new owners on Thursday).  Or at least some of them.  To our surprise (none of this had been made clear to us), the new owners seem to be 7 in number, a pair of brothers plus one wife, and two childhood friends of the brothers plus two wives.  Or maybe just one wife.  Never obvious.  What we had on the premises was one of the brothers and his wife and one of the childhood friends and his wife.  And a baby. All of them, except for the baby, maybe 25-30.

They've got a dream of a group summer/weekend vacation home for them all.  They live in Vancouver; the guys, anyway, might work all over the world; and in their spare time, they and their spouses and their children (only 1 at present and another one on the way) will make this their vacation home of happy memories.  The guys saw, offered, and bought it the house over a period of about 2 weeks, and yesterday morning, the two wives were seeing it for the first time.  I can hardly imagine how that works, but the wives seemed a little stunned, or maybe I thought that, if I were they, I would surely be stunned.

So, there they were.  We took them around for a tour of the house and the 2 acres that come with it, explaining, while they took notes on their blackberries, how various features worked, and in 90 minutes they were gone.  We were still in possession of the house, which is fast emptying, but the guys seemed jazzed by it all and ready to get going on their dream home instantly.  And I was teary at the thought of what could very well be the beginning of a spectacularly wonderful phase of their life.  At least, that's what I'm hoping for.

And in two days, we'll be history; on to some other phase of our lives, too.