Please Excuse Me
(You might want to cover your ears for a minute)
Countdown Until Hoop And I Are Homeless: 0 Days + 7
The closing has been delayed a week. Which means Hoop and I stressed ourselves out last weekend for NOTHING. The buyers were supposed to do their final walkthrough last night at six. So I waited by my phone for three hours to hear something back about it. Of course our Realtor never called. So I got up at five o'clock this morning, as planned, to go into work early so I could leave early.
Let's add that up for you.
-2 hours of sleep from normal
+2 hours of driving to and from work
+2 hours of driving to closing
+1 hour of closing time
-3 hours away from work
-0 hours of sick/vacation time left
= A miserable girl named Tink.
What, did you think I'd actually break even because the numbers did? Pfft.
My Realtor actually had the
...and I mentally plot ways I'd like hurt our Realtor.
My favorite one involves superglue and a rabid dog.
Insult: I'm pictureless today. I thought I'd be sneaky and bring my photo program to work and load it on my office computer. But the IT has foreseen my plan and blocked all access but his to load new software. "FOILED AGAIN!" They're really beautiful too. You're going to have to take my word for it at the moment. I'm going to load them at my parents' tonight. Hopefully some of you will still be around to enjoy them. The rest of you have either fled from my insanity or gone on holiday. Lucky bastards... I'd flee my insanity too if I could!
Injury: My parents have been kind enough to house Hoop and I (plus our dogs) until we find another house. There aren't words to describe the gratitude I feel. The only problem is, I can't get comfortable. I come "home" from work and hop around doing laundry or dishes and seeing if anyone needs assistance with anything. Then Hoop and I go to bed and I lay there for an hour trying to feel something other than anxious. When I do fall asleep it's only to wake up at 2. Then I struggle to get back to sleep, only to wake up a few hours later so I can get ready for the hour drive to work. I feel like a balloon without a string. Nothing is tethering me down. I just keep floating up and bumping into the fan.
Thank you all for your support and encouragement. I know I haven't been the best or most diligent Blogger lately. I swear I'll make it up to you when this is over. Gold sporks for everyone!
Or maybe some really juicy personal posts.