Waiting. Waiting, waiting, waiting. I need the phone to ring and for my realtor to tell me to come sign loan docs.
Tap, tap, tap tappity tap.
I could also use more sleep.
HAH! And the phone rang, right then, after I typed that. I’m signing loan docs at 4:30pm today. An hour and a half. Yep. That’s good, right? Fewer things can go wrong now, right? Good god, how excited I am.
I am overwhelmed. And really, I’m overwhelmed, too. I have this new, crazy idea to try (again) to get out of this apartment by the 31st, which would be feasible if I find someone to rent it. There’s the catch. Another open house? Yick. That was like throwing a party at which I knew no one but Lala (but she was enough, really, the life of the party), and I don’t really want to do it again. But it would save me a thousand dollars.
But it’s nice to know I don’t HAVE to find anyone right now. I could take the extra month.
Oh, my god, it’s all happening, isn’t it? I think I’m going to run right now to burn off some of these nerves.
Nice job, knitters! All those crossed needles have been really working hard…..
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