Last night after the wedding reception, I dropped Greg off at the airport for the red-eye flight to Atlanta, where he caught an early morning flight to Milwaukee, from where he drove to Madison, where he arrived two hours late due to road construction. Then he did a quick walk-through with the agent, rushed to the closing, where everyone was anxiously waiting, signed the papers, power of attorney in hand, swung back by the house to quickly take pictures, measurements, and, at my explicit request, meet the neighbors to give them my phone number. He then drove to Milwaukee, where he is currently awaiting a flight to Denver, from where he will fly to the Salt Lake City airport, where I will pick him up at 11 pm. Then I will drive him to Park City, where he will sleep until his children can't stand to wait any longer to play with their daddy.
So, yes, we are homeowners.
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