I'm so freaked out about this home sale (I closed on it today!). It's good. No, it's really good and overdue, but now it's sinking in that I'm actually doing what I've talked about for so long. I've been busy picking up keys to an apartment (a place to get me through this transition), changing utilities, depositing checks (!), and now the real work begins-- removing myself from my home for the last 8 years. When I pulled up just now, I had a sinking feeling in my gut. I know this is what I need to do, but this has been HOME for so long, and it really is a lovely house. I've spent a lot of time making it MINE and as of today, it's not anymore. I guess any big change is accompanied by a crazy mix of emotions. Bright side is I have a buttload of money in my checking account right now. Firenza anyone?
That's all. Oh, I'll throw this bitch in because he's incredibly pretty and I haven't done a MEAT FRIDAY in ages.He's probably really dumb and not funny and kinda crabby and doesn't smell awesome....right?