Welp, after a week and a half of worried scurrying about after a metric buttload of last-minute paperwork, the bank (hereafter referred to as the party of the 47th part) has finally given its definitive blessing to our mad Buying-A-Condo idea, so barring anything completely batshit-crazy happening between now and Thursday-after-next when we officially close on this thing, it can at last be said with a reasonable degree of confidence that this move is indeed going to come off as projected. [Alas, this means I will not have the free time any day soon to try and top this knitting project, darn it. ;)] To celebrate the news, which we hadn't been expecting until Monday, we went out for ice cream, since ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bibliofile had called a gathering at Zephyr last night anyway and hey, ice cream parlor. (And yes, I ate myself quite sick, which is why I'm still sitting here aimlessly surfing it off. {burps up hot-fudge}) Expect more deranged non sequiturs than usual in the coming weeks, as I am completely fried from the stress of keeping Mum on track when she's fried from stress.
And I just know that my Muse is going to turn up with her notes for the WisCon-related revisions right around the time when I need to pack Gaius for transport...
bibliofile had called a gathering at Zephyr last night anyway and hey, ice cream parlor. (And yes, I ate myself quite sick, which is why I'm still sitting here aimlessly surfing it off. {burps up hot-fudge}) Expect more deranged non sequiturs than usual in the coming weeks, as I am completely fried from the stress of keeping Mum on track when she's fried from stress. And I just know that my Muse is going to turn up with her notes for the WisCon-related revisions right around the time when I need to pack Gaius for transport...