For lunch, I put an offer on the house.
Yum! I mean, yay!
I'm fairly certain I said no interruptions.
Buffy ,'Potential'
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jessica - Mar 12, 2009 10:05:29 am PDT #10448 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Fred Pete - Mar 12, 2009 10:07:17 am PDT #10449 of 30000
Ann, that's a ferret.
Congrats, sarameg!
Will it stick?
If National Airport is any guide, you're fine for at least 15 years.
megan walker - Mar 12, 2009 10:07:33 am PDT #10450 of 30000
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Good luck Sara!
Liese S. - Mar 12, 2009 10:09:24 am PDT #10451 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
For lunch, I put an offer on the house.
!
Luck!
Lee - Mar 12, 2009 10:12:12 am PDT #10452 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
For lunch, I put an offer on the house.
GO YOU! Good luck.
Kat - Mar 12, 2009 10:13:27 am PDT #10453 of 30000
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Congrats, sara! Super exciting!
Theodosia - Mar 12, 2009 10:16:29 am PDT #10454 of 30000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
My fingers are crossed HARD, sarameg.
megan walker - Mar 12, 2009 10:16:40 am PDT #10455 of 30000
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
IOgoodN, California finally decided to give me back my money. Yeah!
Cashmere - Mar 12, 2009 10:30:47 am PDT #10456 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
Good luck on the house bid, sarameg!
sarameg - Mar 12, 2009 10:33:56 am PDT #10457 of 30000
I am very predictable.
When I signed the final paperwork to go to college in NC, as soon as it went into the mailbox, I panicked and it was physically difficult not to crawl into the box and retrieve it.
After I bought my first car, there was a meltdown driving it home after swapping check for keys in which I was sure it would die before I got there.
When I flew to Prague, I had a mini-panic-attack thingy halfway over the Atlantic. What am I DOING? Why did I think I could ever do this? I must be insane. What if this is a horrible mistake? OMG.
When I took the first job here, I was convinced they would hate me and I'd made a horrible mistake and I'd end up homeless and jobless in a city I knew little about. With the second, OMG change was HARD, do I really want to do this? Am I crazy?
You can guess where I am at now.
And holy shit, I need to start packing. If, IF IF this works out, we're talking a month.