Some days are really complicated. Everything always turns out okay, so far. I mean, I’m still alive, so it can’t be all bad. This was a day that started with a crappy night of non-sleep, between kids flailing, and hogging the bed, one dog snarling and barking from the crate at the other dog, who was licking incessantly, and the cat, who decided to alternate between walking on my face and on my bladder, I really didn’t get a lot of rest. The stress of trying to move out of and sell the house that is about to go into foreclosure is another misery I could do without, and that isn’t helping my sleep much.
But, the rest of the day went pretty well. It was an “I LOVE my job” day, two aggression clients, both of whom did really well, and for whom I hold out great hope, a nice run with the husband-type person, and wee kidlums, and a pumpkin cheesecake successfully baked. I am worrying about the real estate agent, I think she’s trying to jack us. Maybe I’m just a cynic. But just to be sure, I’m gonna talk to a lawyer. Tonight, I’m going to knit some socks.
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