It’s fair to say, I do have my knickers in a knot at the moment. I’m in the throes of negotiating real estate contracts. Both buying and selling. I have no idea whether either of the contracts will materialize, but the offers-and counter offers–went out today. Now I just have to sit and stew. I’d rather be cruising. Or just about anything else, for that matter.
Some of you will have noticed my absence here for a couple weeks. What can I say? It’s hard to type with my thumb in my mouth. I bet you are now looking forward to my posts describing the fun of moving… Just like I’m looking forward to writing them. Not. Any tips or advice or condolences will be gratefully received.
My words are coming back to bite me now. I wrote a naive blog back in November in which I was claiming to be having fun! I suspect many of you laughed at me then, as you were entitled to do. All I ask now is that those of you who don’t have fingers and toes like mine just gently cross them for me. I hope it won’t be for the entire weekend–after which I will be dribbling and locked in a dark room anyway. I’m a wee bit superstitious, so I won’t be giving away any details just yet, but be advised that once both of the contracts are signed I will be shouting it from the rooftops. And this website. Perhaps I can titillate you just a bit by saying that there will be a tiny surprise amongst the details. Stay tuned. MM