I think I have an ulcer. We have been going back and forth with negotiations. I feel like a ping pong ball. We've set our sights on a specific house, but the seller is playing hardball. We are in final negotiations, emotionally exhausted, and crabby.
I've been so caught up in this that I have been neglecting my kittens, husband, and myself. I actually have been so exhausted that I drop when I come home and I haven't changed my contacts in three months (gross, I know).
I know it's going to be worth it though. I keep telling Cookie he'll get his cat tower soon.
My husband is already calling dibs on a computer/junk room (great). On the bright side, I can't wait to move and actually call a house my home. My husband has been so understanding, I'm glad he has been the more level headed one.
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