I tried again, though.
It’s what I do.
Holy bananas, it’s been awhile and so much has happened. Or maybe not, it’s hard to tell because my brain is fried to a mush.
It’s the kind of mush that left me feeling sad earlier this week when I went to get dressed and google told me it wasn’t Friday morning.
That was Tuesday. It’s been a long week.
Among other things which are still being kept quiet but are impactful on my psyche, you know how we made an offer on a house and it was accepted? Yeah? No bueno.
The inspection report came back so much worse than we thought it possibly could. It was 71 pages of bad with lots of yellow and red highlights. (Also, I’m reasonably certain the listing misrepresented things like heating sources.)
Instead, we looked at and made an offer on a different, smaller house that still suits our needs quite nicely. It does need an extra half bathroom, but we can add that.
After some finagling (including a letter to the seller about who we are and why we wanted their house), we got it.
We have the inspection for this house on Monday, so I’ll report back. Thankfully, so much of the process is done already, it’s not starting from scratch.
It’s a really anxious process and I don’t like it at all. I’ve been managing my anxiety as best I can, but there have been texts to Nik or others of, “Tell me something good, I’m sliding into a panic attack” or something similar. I’ve been taking time to decompress, get out of my own head, and practice self care. Helping teach Thursday nights has been helpful because we have to keep the kids safe while having fun. Sundays are mostly for me or a teaching session and me unless someone makes plans with me otherwise. I’ve been busy with managing a fundraiser on behalf of Daddy-O, helping manage marketing and social media for yoga and Nik’s dad, picking green beans in the really hot, sticky, sun, starting to clean stuff out, and working through my yarn stash a bit.
(Why do the green beans have to be picked on the hottest, stickiest days?)
Hopefully the anxiety sorting and productivity now means less to do later! Or who knows, maybe I’ll have enough to do a craft show in the fall. I haven’t done one of those in awhile.
How are you managing your topsy turvy?
(While things are topsy turvy, you can follow me on Instagram for small glimpses into my world if you’re interested. I had to go private because of reasons, but if I know you, I’ll approve you.)
Court is here, now. 