We made an offer on our second choice today. To be perfectly honest, it was the Computer Guy's favorite, but we all know who got to make this decision. Don't we?
They countered and we accepted their counter offer. Bing bang boom, and we are buying a house. We close in two weeks.
Two weeks!!! We must be crazy. That's crazy fast, right? But I hate long drawn out good-byes, and I hate moving by myself. I'm funny that way. As far as I'm concerned, the sooner we leave our old neighborhood, and my husband's 45 minute commutes behind us the better. As for the Computer Guy, he leaves for Morocco at the end of the month. Last time I checked my map, Morocco is a long way from Oklahoma. His new job includes travel, did I mention that?
The kids are excited. Computer Guy is checking and rechecking numbers to convince himself that we really can afford it, and I am standing here like a deer in the headlights. What have I gotten myself into? If house hunting turned my formerly brilliant brain to mush, what will speed packing do? It's a frightening prospect. If I were you, I'd hang around and see what happens. It will either be extremely impressive or the funniest darn thing you've ever seen. If I were a betting man, I'd bet on comical. I'm not a man at all, so I guess I'll just wait and see.