We’re making a second offer on this house tomorrow. My stomach is all in knots, afraid that they’ll sell it to the couple that’s looking at it today. We so want this house.

Today has been excruciatingly boring. I really thought I was going to fall asleep at my desk. I have 7 minutes left – it’s still a possibility.

Sometimes I wish I could write consistently themed or consistently clever entries. I wish my entries were more coherent and not just about anything and everything. But maybe that’s why people read here.