We're off to look at more houses. Last week we looked at ten and liked none. This week we have 13 scheduled, but first we're making a trip to the Hampton's shop to add some more inventory oh, and just to add another 3 1/2 hours to the driving.
So.... wish us luck, the closing on this house is August 15th, and we don't have a place to live, we haven't even started to pack. Is this what a breakdown feels like? or was the breakdown 2 days ago when I just layed down and before I knew it it was 6 hours later, or is the breakdown my calve muscle tearing and my leg swelling up to double the size and turning a nasty looking bluish yellow? If I was a certain Canadian Blogger ... you know who I mean , the one who sent you here, who I'm too lazy to link to ... I'd have a photo of the bruise up and I'd be swearing it was the exact shape of the former Soviet Union or Switzerland. But I've lost my creativity.........
So until who knows when.....
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You'll find a place. I have faith.
You post the bruise, I'll name the country and come up with a good cussword, too.
Or, you know, you could just take care of yourself and try to get better.
(And I think a breakdown is when you find yourself sitting at work crying, every single night, for several weeks, but I wouldn't know what that's like at all. Shut up.)
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