So Sunday we were walking Lucky, and stumbled upon an open house right across the street from two of our good friends, and down the block from literally 4 more. And we figure what’s the harm in looking, right?
Yeah, right. So the house is great, and we leave thinking, “What’s the harm in talking to the bank and seeing what we could do?” So this week has spiralled into meetings with realtors, the bank, house appraisers and the like. We have a portable storage unit sitting in our backyard which is quickly being filled with absurd amounts of clutter, so we can list the house tomorrow or as soon as the sellers of the house we want accept a conditional offer. It’s a bit of a squeeze money wise, but we would never have to move again if we bought this other house.
It’s all very exciting and exhausting right now. But it is a very good distraction from the following:
- I keep having pangs of very slight nausea.
- I am starving all the time and when I start to feel hungry, I need to eat immediately.
- I am tired all the time.
- I had cramping on Sunday and Monday.
- Mucus and other precious bodily fluids. Everywhere.
- If I don’t get my period, I will have to wait until day 35 for a beta. That will be November 14th, folks. There is no way I can wait that long without peeing on all kinds of sticks. I tend to err on the side of not PingOAS but this month will just have to be different. God, I hope it’s different.
Between possibly moving and possibly being pregnant, I’m not sure what I’m doing half the time. But I’m most certainly occupied.
