It's very surreal and doesn't actually mean a whole lot yet, but we have a house!!
I bought pain, it had better be mine!
Whoops, upon proofing, that was supposed to be 'paint', but I think it's kinda funny. A little depressing, but funny.
The lights and AC are on as I planned. Didn't really think that whole water thing through, however, which is of course run by the city. That will be a desperate phone call for 8am tomorrow.
The moving chick went out of her way to get people together for Sunday, so it looks like I'm moving Sunday. Which means I am packing like a motherfucker right now. Obviously, I'm not. I'm typing. I'M TAKING A BREAK.
Took D to the airport this afternoon, he is on his way to Wyoming for his grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary. His plane got delayed in Dallas and then again in Denver, so he'll be getting there a couple hours later than expected. He hadn't flown in over ten years, so they wanted to make sure he got the full experience. He'll be back Monday. I'd be sad and lonely but luckily I have a jillion things to do and no time.
And I have to flippin' work tomorrow. Except for that part where I run out to Arlington so I can stand there while they turn the water on. Seriously, you have to be there. Blow me.
And the signing wasn't so bad. Except I had a really hard time signing my name. I actually sign (instead of just a scrawl), so it takes more time than one would like when signing thousands of documents. I honestly don't think a single one of my signatures matched the other, and everyone staring while you sign doesn't help. My signature looked like "May Bell" at one point. I cracked up a couple times, though, because of the papers we signed to verify that we had just signed the papers before it. I shit you not.
Then I made D take me to Jack In the Box at 10:30am because I had a tiny little hangover. Magic.
Back to packing.
I may go insane.