"We should have the actual approval letter next week."
That's what our realtor said four weeks ago. After jumping at every phone call for days, we finally got this response:
"I just talked to the negotiator, and he'll have something for us the beginning of next week."
We had the pleasure of getting that line two weeks in a row.
"Okay hang in there…the agent talked to the negotiator this evening and was told that we should have it tomorrow."
Tomorrow has come and gone. So has my sanity.

I need a distraction. I need something to snap me out of this transfixed state, frozen in time with my finger just above the big green "go" button.
I'm paralyzed.
I see things happening around me, people moving on with their lives, my children making plans and drawing on furniture. But It's all just a swirl of motion and chatter while I stand here, still, waiting to push this green button. And there's still a slim chance this deal could fall through. But I can't bear to think about that right now.
It feels like I'm watching a fantastic season finale of my favorite show, but just when it gets truly exciting, the story is brutally cut in half and I have to wait three months to find out what happens. Why do shows do that? Do people really enjoy that feeling of being left hanging?
Sorry to be so moody. I blame the steroids (I've got a case of pneumonia). I can blame the prednisone, right?
Difficulty sleeping; feeling of a whirling motion; increased appetite; increased sweating; indigestion; mood changes; nervousness.
Yeah, that sounds about right. I'm sure the Levofloxacin isn't contributing in a positive way to my grumpiness, either.
Give me a few days. I'll be back to my old self. And I fully realize I have NO RIGHT to be grumpy when I've been so incredibly blessed.
And I promise I won't blog while drugged again. :)
On a happy note, one of my favorite features of the new house:

The third garage has a door installed in both the front and the back.
I can't wait to get going on the fun house-transforming projects we've been concocting, I have so many ideas for our new space!


4 comments:
I absolutely hate the feeling of being in limbo. The just waiting, not being able to prepare, is absolutely the worst feeling. I hope it ends soon, with good news, of course.
Everytime I see photos of your new house I grow green with envy. lol. If only our hosing market here was like there when we were looking.
And you blogging while sick and drugged is kind of comical. :) Feel better! mentally and physically.
thanks you guys. It's my personal mission to get you to all move to california. there are a ton of great houses available in my neighborhood. Just sayin... :)
I hope you get some happy news soon. And feel better.
LisaDay
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