Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where a backbone ought to be - Clementine Paddleford. I just read that this morning. Boy, I need to embroider that on a sampler and put it where I can see it. Daily.
I finally worked through my anxiety and got a good night's sleep last night. It's been days, or at least it feels like it has. I got all the stuff down for this round of house stuff - mortgage approved - and submitted a formal offer. Now it's just a waiting game.
According to the agent, it has been shown multiple times since going on the market this week, but not everyone is like me. I want a two bedroom. I'm fine with it just having one bath. I do not want more house to heat, cool, maintain and insure than I need. I did notice that the ad wording has now changed to talk about converting the garage into a 3rd bedroom, so perhaps that's been the feedback. Anyway, I'm over the panic and anxiety and am feeling far more in control. Not of the outcomes, certainly, but of my part in all of this.
And yea, I've re-read Pebbles' note about a hundred times. She absolutely astounds me at times. She came over yesterday to go through the house and see for her self and she liked what she saw. Of course she was all full of "we could do this and we could change that" but that's her job and her nature. I'm pretty well fine with everything exactly as it is.
I'm also seeing Bick today and will tell him. I cannot sit around and wish things were different and let my opportunities go by the wayside. Never grow a wishbone where a backbone ought to be. This is not a zero sum game. We all have the opportunity to win, if we chose to do so.
Thank you fall for the outpouring of support, encouragement and excitement. I do appreciate it.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Grow a spine.