I have always been told you are only given what you can handle. Well, I am must be able to handle a lot beacuse I am about to fall over from all of the weight.
Charlie and I have always tried to play by the rules. We live our life to the fullest and we do what is best for us and our family. Together we can handle a lot but today I am about to lose my handle on things.
It's setting in that we aren't closing next Wednesday due to this crappy real estate market and all its curve balls. By not closing next Wednesday that means no vacation without any worries. It means when we come home on the 13th we have to be closed by the 15th or we lose our new house. No stress there, it's only the house we have seen being built from the ground up, on our perfect little street in our cozy little neighborhood (yes, sarcasm).
Tomorrow movers show up to move out our stuff because, why not? It is the second time we booked them, we might as well have them come and haul most of it out. Tonight, we will be spending the night trying to wrap up the rest of the boxes so the move can go cleanly.
I could rant about my job but that will probably make me more mad. I will say, this place is nuts and I need to get out of here.
I know things could be so much worse and I should be happy that we have a healthy family, but maybe just once in the next couple months we can have something go smoothly?