Went and looked at homes today. Want to talk about un-nerving? I found a place that I might actually want to live in. I now have to sit back and wait for some bank computer to spit out lists of impersonal data about me, wait for another computer to chart that data, and wait for a person who has never spoken my name before to call me up and tell me whether or not I actually get to live in the home that I KNOW we can afford. I guess I will just have to wait and see. The waiting is almost killing me, though.
My daughters would be so happy there. All three of them would have their own rooms. They could have a dog. The hubby and I would have a massive master bathroom. I'm really crossing my fingers on this one.
My God, how on Earth am I supposed to sleep tonight? I'm wound up tighter than a coat hanger. I almost feel like half of my future rests on this. I want to move out of here. I want to start over in a place that my family and I can call our own.Those have been my dreams for a long time now. I'm so close to realizing it that I can't stand the not knowing.
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