Having a Moment

You know how sometimes you just want to sit in the floor and cry? I mean the kind of "ugly-cry" tantrum that you know is not socially acceptable for anyone over the age of 2. Yep, that's what I want to do. Well, maybe not go into the ugly cry, but close...

I am a wee bit stressed right now. Just when I thought every little detail was wrapped on the Savannah house, we have a kink in plans. It all has to do with the appraisal and a difference in square footage advertised and square footage existing. Not that anyone was out to dupe anyone or anything - just an unforeseen error. Anyway, long story short, we have presented the seller with a fair deal that if they do not accept means that we walk. Or run. Or in my case, maybe crawling and banging my fists on the pavement. Haha.

And what this means is that we find rental property (hopefully in the subdivision we want to live in) in about 19 days. Because on day 20, we sell our house here and head to Savannah - with our stuff loaded into a truck that movers will be delivering to, at this second, an unknown location. Add to that, packing, taking care of a 10 month old who squeals like a banshee because he can, and a gamut of other things. Stress much????

All in all, I am trying to remain positive as I have been reminded several times this week to be thankful that we are all happy and healthy. If we have to rent for a short time, then we end up with a different house. I have faith that things will work out as they should. Until next time, keep your fingers crossed...