Staring down at the end of January, I've not felt like blogging, or much of anything else recently. Life is in something of a shambles. Next week, I hope, I'll be able to bring everything up to date. For the few of you who read here (and I really appreciate it!!), it has nothing to do with Miss Rachel; actually, she's the one stable point in life right now. More later.
Good thing I didn't make a resolution to blog every day. Geez. I can't believe how long it is between these. Time slips away so fast for me. Maybe I should dedicate myself to blogging and jogging...more audience, less weight. ha!
The house thing is still in limbo. I'm working with a great mortgage broker and processor, but it's slow. Tomorrow night, I have to take a home buyer's class, which has me nervous and annoyed. If it was about any kind of information I could actually use, I wouldn't mind so much, but it's all stuff I don't need to know...mostly because I've already been through everything in the book. I honestly think that waiting on a loan to process is the wrong time to be learning about the different loan products available.
Grouse, grouse, grouse. I'm just feeling overwhelmed, too much on my plate, and I do it to myself every time. Sometimes I think I thrive in it. Maybe... Of course, my blood pressure would probably appreciate me working less and walking more.
More about writing later. And...maybe...some news. ;)
Good thing I didn't make a resolution about blogging every day....
The week has been a little insane. Two work-related meltdowns, so that I had to do some quick fixes. A busted tire, fourteen hundred phone calls, insurance folks, making plans, a minor wreck, three colds, two panic attacks, and a bottle of Nyquil in my pear tree...so to speak.
Can you tell I bought the house. Almost. I have a contract and an online approval from the lender on the loan. I've made a moving plan, and I requested two books on Feng Shui from the library, which have, so far, only gone a long way to convince me that this method of decorating is meant for rich people with big houses and not a lot of stuff...and definitely no oversized wheelchair.
Consolation: the house should be a plus in many ways, and I'm sure this will wind up in one of my books. A writer's life is always major fodder for the work.
More on this later...if you want to see pictures of the potential house, check it out below.