Me? Stressed? I don’t think so.
Buying a Condo in the City is stressful enough. Right? Well, 24 business hours before we’re suppose to close we get word that we’re not going to close on the day planned. While Husband was out on business I stayed home to do all the packing. Stress 1; covered and done. We were suppose to close on Monday, and now here we sit at the end of the day on Wednesday and we still haven’t closed. Husband is only in town for a few more days and we have no idea of when we will close! Sitting ducks I tell you, sitting ducks.
And then to add to that, I volunteered to host some girls at our place. Not so bad if we’ve already moved and unpacked. But we’re still living in boxes while trying to host 4 girls for 3 weeks. Stress 2; just started.
Since we had a few days of waiting we decided to take Daisy to the beach. Sounds nice until you get to the beach, Daisy ready to hop and play in the water, the life guard says “no animals allowed on the beach”. We looked for signs telling us so, and didn’t’ see any. Arg. I just want to enjoy a day on the beach with my dog. So we go to another place closer to home, but it’s not really a beach. It’s way rocky and not so relaxing. Daisy had fun, but I didn’t. Stress 3; over and done.
Melodee (Husband’s sister) just had her 4th baby; first boy. Hurray, a good thing right? Well, she had to be hospitalized for an extra day. Good thing Mom and Dad are there to help out with the 3 girls and newborn. Kind of stressful, but we can’t do much anyway. The more stressful part for me is thinking that when she announced she was pregnant, I was pregnant too. I was due one month before her (July). Her having the baby is just a reminder that I miscarried. Stress 4; just get over it.
Just pray that we’ll be able to close on the condo before Husband leaves town so I don’t have to sign my name to all the documents and “Husbands signature by Wife’s signature as attorney in fact”, that’s a lot of signing and I need the support at closing. I’ve closed on a house before without a good support system, and I don’t want to do it again.
Okay, so not a great picture, but I like posting with pictures. I tend to torture the dog sometimes, but it’s so cute, so this is Daisy in my shower cap.