Ah… OK… I’m here.
Where do I start?
First, thank you all so much. The comments. The emails - which, wow, you guys are really amazing. The phone calls and IMs and just listening to me sob my eyes out at times. Thank you, all of you, for your unselfish and often blind support - as most of you had no idea what exactly you were supporting me through.
I’m still a little hesitant to get too much into details as we have two houses that we are closing on shortly and I’m just kind of jumpy about going into too much detail on the internet. My vagina? We can detail for days. But the intricate workings of a housing contract? Well, a girl’s gotta have some limits.
What I can say right now is that I got a phone call on Wednesday from the Realtor that had the potential to derail everything. The sale, the purchase, the move… all of it. However, we came up with a possible solution and as of Saturday morning at about 9:30 - it seems like all parties involved have agreed and we’re back on track. Thank God.
Thank God. Ah the irony. I’ll tell you when things got really, really, really bad, I spent a lot of time screaming at God. And then time screaming at myself wondering if I had just been talking to myself all the years and “they” were all right. Ah yes, I am a freaking ROCK of faith I tell you. A quivering, bumbling, wavering, fare weather, Rock.
Anyway, things are moving forward… again.
And some day I may be able to tell you the story of the day my world caved in on me from all sides. And how I hate FEMA with a passion. And how a girl should only be expected to take so much in one day and getting hit over and over with new problems all. damn. day is just not FAIR. Some day, when it’s farther away and possibly funny. Some day.
ANYway…. Tomorrow I’ll be back. Begging you all to vote for me.
Because I’m getting damn sick of being nominated for shit and never winning!
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Glad things are starting to look up. I voted for you for the best boobs. Even though I just mine upgraded… :thumbsup: Keep the faith…the Gulf Coast of Florida is getting rain today!!
Yay! Glad things are back on track.
Don’t worry, no SPAing on this vacay, just R&R for me.
Hang in there kiddo!
Sometimes is is near impossible to “Be still, and know that I am God.” especially when the world twists you up worse than a frayed bathtowel and loose strand of elastic from your favorite bra after a trip throu the washer!!!
Um, ok. Just glad that things are better.
Some days it rains, some days it pours. Pop open an umbrella and deflect as much shit as you can.
I’m glad thing are on track again. I’m praying for you that it stays that way!
I swear, Xanax was made specifically for days like that. The escrow process is excruciating, I hope everything goes smoothly from here out.
Uh, excuuuuuuse me? At least you got nominated.
I, however, did get to make the gorgeous buttons for the voting and the award - but notice - no one says anything about how cool the buttons are.
*sigh*
Sometimes, one can never win.
Just so you know I care I have logged on this lovely Sunday just to come and check and see if you were okay or if you were still out there freaking out. Glad to see you are okay and to warn you that it just isn’t all that cool to have me freaked out for you and worrying to death when we haven’t even met!!!!!
Glad to hear that it’s going better. Much luck to you and remember: the only reason they are called real estate agents is because the asshole quota was full.
I’m glad that you’re okay, and that things are starting to be worked out.
Good to see you back and ready to kick ass.
Here is what I think of FEMA:
:violent006:
whew, i was thinking i might have to come and open a can of whup ass on someone. at least for now i can stay in my happy little world. but if those fuckers screw with you again, you have an internet legion awaiting your orders.
(ok, is it wrong that i made myself laugh when i wrote “can of whup ass”? who says that stuff?)