Well, it's more money than I've ever spend on anything in my life. Even after the downpayment it's more.

But it's buying a nice place (at least, from what I can tell). And it will have room for Pat to quilt and for me to do whatever it is I do. I can have a garden (there's already aspargus growing), and I can build a spud gun and shoot potatoes across the golf course. We've already gotten friends and family lined up to visit next Spring and Summer ("Oh, Boy!" said nephew Danny, "I can go fish for trout in Idaho!" "So, where are you going to take me elk hunting?" asked brother Tony. "Where are the quilt shops?" asked Pat's friends.)

Brings up a song:

There's a hole in my wallet, dear Liza, dear Liza,
There's a hole in my wallet, dear Liza, a hole....