Family matters

We went over to see my sister's new house last weekend. They were still unpacking, of course - they only moved in two days before Thanksgiving - but they've made good progress. The house is far smaller than the one they moved out of, but it's plenty big for the two of them. This is the house that I was talking about before, that they built new, right? It's not anything fancy from the outside at all. P said they could have upgraded the outside, but they decided they'd rather spend that money on the inside instead.

Their house in San Antonio went on the market, like, yesterday, and she said they already had an offer on it that was above the asking price. And the realtors showed it back-to-back all day. So that stuff we keep hearing about the real estate market seems to be pretty much correct. (Plus it's a really nice house. If I wanted to live in San Antonio and I had the money to buy a house like that, I'd want it.)

Also, P had asked me a month or more ago about doctors and healthcare in general, and I said, well, if your insurance will allow it, in this area you really can't do better than the healthcare system that my husband and I both work for, because they have branches all over the damn place around here, including the little town they just moved to. And today she went to one of them for the first time - it was the OB/Gyn, to be exact, and she really liked her. Which is really good, because I think I have an appointment with that same doctor next month, as it turns out. (My old OB doctor left since my last appointment!)