David just bit me! 

I mean, he really BIT me!! As in, HAS TEETH!!!! Woo Hoo!!! 

Let's hear it for that bottom left toofer!! You can't see it yet, but you sure can feel it!

Mmmwaahahaaahaaaaaaa.... Now he can bite the kneecaps off of our enemies! 

Sic 'em!!!  ;-)

I'm feeling... Woo Hoo!

So, I have the use of my hand back, mostly. Yay! Vacuuming is hell, I don't know if I can draw yet, and I still have to ice it down at the end of the day, but it's better. Honestly, I'm just really thankful I still have a hand, all my fingers, and no broken bones. (And I promise, to those of you I talk to on a semi-everyday basis, this is the last time I'll bring it up unless directly asked about it. X my <3 )

As to the house, we are now at the point where we have done everything we can do for right now. That means that we are at that wonderful point where all we can do is wait to hear back. And wait. And wait. I promised my agent I would stop calling her everyday. I know she'll call me as soon as she hears anything, but I kept thinking of stupid questions that I needed answers to (I'm pretty sure my subconscious mind was hoping that she thought it was too late to call and was planning to call me the next day and tell us the great news, but since she had me on the phone...). No more of that. 

The problem is that it could take a couple weeks to hear back. And in that time someone else could see the house and make an amazing offer on it that will blow us out of the water, which thought just makes my stomach flop like a vinegar soaked pancake. That's why we haven't put up pictures yet- I'm doing everything I can to not get attached to it so that when/if we don't get it, maybe I won't be so crushed. I suck at waiting, even though I know worrying won't help at all. 

So far, my savior has been packing, but since we're not going to be moving until at least July, I'm running out of things to pack. 

So now what!?

I'm feeling... pensive Background Noise- Ozwold (the octopus, not Ozzie. I wish!)

So, we did the whole house hunting thing today and I'm afraid to tell anyone anything about it. We looked at a total of five houses, not including the "estate" house and the house with lots of land because those were already under contract since yesterday. The first one that we went to was the other one that I really liked that looked like crap from the outside, but seemed ok from the windows. Well, the pipes all broke from an improper winterization and the entire basement was flooded, and according to my dad it would take an extra 20K just to gut the basement and get out all the mold. Plus the kitchen was icky. 

The second house had the same layout, but no mold, and had a Master suite in the basement that took up nearly the whole thing. It also had a horrible paint job in every room, hideous carpets, and no Central Air. 

The third was the nicest, but it was a bit too small and kind of weird, in that they took out the wood stove in the basement and left the chimney, then put drywall over the brick face, then kind of built an extra little room down there that had no windows and no lights. Plus there was this weird exposed pillar/pipe in the corner of the other room, about three feet away from either wall. Totally weird. But, it did have a cool backyard with a swing-set. 

The fourth was in Dale City and was actually next door to the house that I grew up in. Freaky. It was really nice, but the layout was just all wrong for us, it didn't have everything we need. 

And the last house was up the street from that one. I had just finished telling Kris that we weren't going to find a house at our price level that's exactly what we want. We're going to have to do something to it. We just are. Then we looked at this one. The yard is nice, and it has the coolest funky driveway that I'll tell you guys about later. The backyard was awesome too, if just a bit overrun and crowded. So, the back door was supposed to be unlocked so that we could go inside and look at it, but it wasn't. We tried picking it, carding it, forcing it, we even tried all 100+ keys on my dad's extra ring on the offchance that one worked. Nope. But, we were reassured of the security of the house. Well, we looked in all the windows and this is truly an awesome house. At least from what we could see. Tile flooring, granite countertops, and lots of other things that I really don't want to get into because I'm scared to death of jinxing it. We couldn't see the upper level, but what we did was awesome. So our agent called the other agent and it turns out that they were never given a key to the house, thus the reason for the unlocked back door. They would try to get it out to us as soon as possible. While we were trying to get in, there were a couple of other people that came to look at it, too, but they never got out of their car. 

Long story short we never got to see the inside of the house, but we went ahead and took out a contract, with the provision that we have to see the inside of the house and if we don't like what we see we have a couple days to back out. We upped their offer a little bit because the house has only been on the market for two days. But the problem is, I just know that they're not going to take it and they'll want more money or we'll get into a bidding war with someone else, which we can't afford, even though this house was made all the more perfect because it was the least expensive house we've looked at. I love it so much, I already know what the upstairs will be like because it's the exact same as the house my parents have, only backwards. But it's just too good to be true and something is going to go wrong, I just know it. I know it, I know it, I know it, especially since I'm writing about it, but I can't help it. I've been checking my mail every couple of hours, even though I know that there's no way that they'll be approving a contract at 10 o'clock at night. I can't help it. I need to know!! I don't even know if they'll see it later today because it's Sunday now, and who goes into the office on Sunday? And by the time they see it on Monday they could have other, better offers, and won't even look twice at ours. I know it's stupid to want this house so bad when I haven't even been inside, but it's the neighborhood I grew up in!! I got to see the parents of my best friend before Kira! They got to meet my kids! I'd live down the street from the best kids ever that I used to nanny for and that are big enough to tackle me now!

I'm so wound up. I haven't been able to eat all day and I don't know if I'll be able to go to sleep now. I'm starving and tired, but I'm so keyed up, I feel like I just had a triple shot or something.

Kris isn't nearly as excited as I am, he feels like this is almost a practice run or something. He says he'll be more excited once he sees the inside of the house and then only if he likes it, which is not necessarily a given. I don't know. It could be we're not meant to have it, and if that's the case I'll probably cry a little, but I'll get over it and we'll find the house we were meant to have. I just hope it's this one.

I'm feeling... pensive

So, I think it says something that I'm really happy right now.  

On the up-side, Aeris was an angel for the first half of the day, which was good, and I only had to deal with her being a true two-year-old for about two hours. This was great because I had a truly invasive test this morning at the urologist's office. They wanted to get pictures of my insides to try and figure out why I keep getting sick. The first probe attempt failed (and the numbing agent didn't work) but the second one with a different probe succeeded (numbing agent still wasn't working), and then after it was all over the Dr. decided that certain internal things could stand to be stretched out a bit (as in, it would help keep me from being sick) and proceeded to do so. And all they could tell me was that everything looked normal. :P Ugh. But I guess that's a good thing, it just means that I have yet another pill to take. Then they made me take a huge antibiotic there at the office to make sure that I don't get a secondary infection from all of the probing. Yay!!! So now I'm all shaky and crap and it hasn't gotten any better, but at least it doesn't hurt anymore. (And for all the pain and ickiness involved, the Dr. and nurses really were great.)

Another up-side: Nicole came over and did the Runway thing with me and Kris. Lots'o fun. Shared beer, cookies, babies, scathing commentary, giggles over Rami and Chris's "hand holding," and ideas for cool Dr. Who stuffs. (I feel like a horrible parent talking about pills, beer, and babies all in the same post, but there it is: antibiotics and half a beer.)

Right now I'm cleaning up the basement and tearing apart my entire sewing area to clear out all the crap that I am never ever ever going to use. Which brings me to the final up-side of my day: I GOT MY BABY BACK!!! WOO HOO!! My Bernina is officially back in business. I got it back from the tune up on my way home today!! All I have to do is finish the overhaul down here and get it back in its place of honor and I will have reached Nirvana. I was hoping to get that done tonight, but seeing how late it is I probably won't. Ah well. 

Like I said, I am Happy.

I am in... the basement next to my demolished sewing area. I'm feeling... happy Background Noise- Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone