I opened a letter from our landlord yesterday, thinking it was our lease renewal notice. Instead, it was exactly the opposite; the property owner has decided sell the house. We won't have the option to renew our lease. Ouch. Talk about a shot to the gut. That totally screws up our plan. 'Cause we did (kind of) have a plan. We would live there another year, and then start to seek out options for something to buy. We would actually settle down and own (Yikes!) something of value. Rather than relaxing for two years, we have to pick everything up, pack it away, move, and unpack it again. This will be daunting due to the drastic increase in goods received from the wedding. The moving process in downtown Madison is an arduous task that spans more than six months. It just plain sucks. It's a sad day.