it's a convoluted mess
I haven’t slept. My sleep schedule has been so far out of whack for the past…I don’t even remember at this point. I don’t know which end is up most days. If I keep myself properly occupied, I should be able to just stay awake all day, and then maybe I’ll be able to sleep tonight. I’m not holding my breath. In the meantime, I’m fighting with WordPress trying to get a theme to work… Keep reading…Sleep is for the weak…
The wrench. It has been thrown. Like I said, we were supposed to get the keys today—in theory. But when our agent went to check things out, the keys didn’t work. They key in the lockbox on the door for showing agents did not work. Somebody changed the locks. Apparently sometimes in cases of a short sale, the bank involved gets a little…overzealous? uppity? fucking stupid?…and jumps the gun on changing the locks in preparation… Keep reading…Whoop–there it is…
Last night the landlord sent Bob a text message about showing the house today at 3:00. After we were already in bed. So we didn’t get the message until this morning sometime after 9:00. Bob messaged him back saying we had plans and to please reschedule. He messaged back saying, “It’s only ONE appointment, it should only take 10 minutes and they MIGHT cancel.” So Bob replied, fine, but the house isn’t going to be… Keep reading…Herpderp…
“A watched pot never boils…” More like: “A watched website never updates…” Only it does. Just not with the information you want or need. We submitted a purchase agreement on a house. They came back with a counter-offer. We knew they would. They countered with exactly what we knew they would. So we signed off on the counter offer. That should mean an accepted purchase agreement. But we have heard nothing. And there have been… Keep reading…Aggravation…
Wednesday, February 13, 2008… It was late afternoon, sometime close to 5:00. I was sitting at my desk at work, talking on my phone to Bob. The Absent Minded CFO™ ducked into my cube and asked me to “stop by” his office after I was done on the phone. This meant one of three things: 1.) It was time for a “4:30 Mark Project”…some “ZOMG!URGENT” bullshit work that should have been done a week ago,… Keep reading…Once more with feeling…
For the first time in…I have no idea how long…a week maybe…I went to bed when Bob did instead of staying up. He gave me a fabulous back rub to relax me and I wasn’t too ungodly restless to lay in bed until I eventually fell asleep. I don’t think it took me too long to fall asleep. But I was awake after about three hours. And here I sit. I guess the sleep was… Keep reading…Here we are with your obsession…