Real math? 36 days until moving day!

 There are cabinets in my townhouse!  CABINETS!  Oh what excitement!  Then to get me even more riled up, I get a message from the builder rep that granite and appliances are coming this week!

17 days until it's DONE!

On July 15th the bank does their inspection.  Then the 23rd I get to close.  Painter is coming in July 27th and I'm moving August 3rd.

It's finally really happening!  I'm so excited I want to dance!

I also want to cry because even though in building time this was "quick" I have been stressed the entire time.  Having the deadline moved again and again wears on you.  Plus my entire life is packed up in boxes right now!  It won't be long now and I'll be unpacking!  That will be a whole different gripe! 😀

7 months

 It's been 7 months since the morning you didn't wake up.

7 months of no silly jokes.

7 months of quiet at night.

7 months of sleeping alone.

7 months of no "what should we have for dinner?"

I miss the things that were so stupid, like yelling "good one" when someone passes gas.

I miss you making me laugh until I cried.

I miss your back scratches.

I miss your warmth.

I miss fishing with you.

I miss your flower garden.

I miss you.

Still counting ... 27 days, no it's not new math

 My closing has been pushed a week.  I'm extremely bummed, but what can I do?  Last night I just wanted to vent, cry and whine about it, but that didn't happen.  Why?  Because people really don't have a lot of sympathy for you when you're whining about your brand new house!

I get it, I'm being an entitled brat.

I don't really care though, I wanted to whine.

😂