OK, now is the time to buy stock in Prozac and any of your more popular mood-stabilizing drugs. And chocolate.
We seem to have bought our first home today. We passed the first hurdle anyway, which was getting our offer accepted by the sellers and signed. That took about a week and a half. The next hurdle will be to finalize our loan, and then to meet with inspectors and make sure the house isn't actually a cardboard cut-out of a house with flowers drawn on the front in crayon. Because it totally could be.
Aaaaaand in the middle of all of this we leave for Chicago and Minneapolis on Friday. First trip with the baby, and at this point I'm dreaming about quart-sized zip lock bags filled with baby Tylenol and Desitin.
Oh, speaking of baby, guess who learned how to razz today? And guess who looooves to razz? At his mom, at his dad, at the dogs...
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Ooooh. Homeownership. Cool! And horrible!
I like everything except the pretending to be handy stuff. Construction is not my thing. Destruction...now you're talking. Because no matter what I do, no matter my intentions, it always ends up as destruction.
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