Next On The List

If there ever were an indicator that I don't possess the cajones to be an air traffic controller or one of those people who work on the floor at the stock exchange, it was the way I handled the past week. What a freak. The constant sense of angst, the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, the over-the-top dramatics.

Get a grip.

Anyway, I'm not going to beat myself up...but I do need to work on managing stress and keeping things in perspective.

Sooooo...what happened?

Last Wednesday, in my pajamas, we found out that our "new" house had received an offer that bumped ours. So, we had to scramble and concoct a back-up plan. We were able to remove our contingency, but were strung out through the weekend and only found out last night at 7:30pm that we are, in fact, in a legally binding contract.

The house is ours.

At the same time we learned that we could breathe easier about the "new" house, our agent scheduled to meet with us...to present us with TWO OFFERS ON OUR HOUSE!

Can you believe it? Not one, but TWO offers!!

So, we were able to pick them apart and choose the conditions that best meet our needs. We are scheduled to close on both houses on March 14th.

I am beyond thrilled. This is starting to feel like the exciting adventure that Mom and Dad tried to convince me it could be. I am even allowing myself to envision how I'm going to spread out my kitchen shit in all those cabinets.

We are awaiting attorney approval on the contracts and then we can seriously start planning the move. Moving almost 15 years of stuff is daunting, but we'll figure it out. There's a whole lot of crap crammed into this little palatial estate!

Alright...next on the list? I thought I might download the Christmas pictures of the three kids and all their holiday joy. It's only been 3 weeks, right?

Aw, nuts. There goes my Parent of the Year award and it's only January 9th.