Things are a little bit crazy train up in here. We’ve basically decided that we do, in fact, want to move FOR SURE, and I am consumed with thoughts of houses much like Pooh Bear is consumed with thoughts of honey. Or hunny, as it were.
I’ve found a house that I am pretty sure might have been sent from heaven especially for us, but we’re not going to see it until TOMORROW EVENING, which is like 36 HOURS FROM NOW. *muppet flail* Do you know what could happen in 36 hours?
SOMEONE ELSE COULD BUY OUR HOUSE.
Because I have so little mental capacity at the moment, I must focus what energy I do have on things like WRITING and REVISING the eight billion manuscripts I’m working on, and also planning for school, and also doing laundry so my poor husband will have pants to wear.
I’M DOING THIS FOR THE PANTS, PEOPLE.
And so, in summary, I must take a bloggy break. I KNOW, I was supposed to do all the Faith Stuff this week, but I don’t want to feel hurried and stressed when I’m writing those posts, which means they must wait.
But they will come, children. They will come.
See y’all in a bit.