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So it turns out we just have a verbal approval for the loan, and won’t have that on paper until probably Tuesday. Pins and needles. Cheril was kind enough to call her next door neighbor who happens to be very good friends with the owner of the house, to let her know that a very nice couple with lovely kids are in hot persuit of financing, so don’t sell it yet!

I’m off to meet a new family practice Dr., and to hopefully find out why I’m still so sick that I get dizzy and sweaty if I’m on my feet for more than a half hour, and why my sinuses are producing enough stuff to wallpaper Manhattan. I hate to ride the antibiotic highway, but I might need the help this time. Ten days and I’m not feeling a whole lot better, and I’m going to need every ounce of energy I can harness in the coming weeks.

It occurs to me that more than half of my To-Do list is irrelevant, or could be in a few days.

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Goodness it’s prolific. If only I could churn out writing the same way I’m using up Kleenex. Wait, cart before the horse! If only I could churn out Confidence — and the writing would follow. Confidence gets to play a much bigger role in this drama — my life all of a sudden, and I’m still trying to find it and dust it off so it doesn’t miss its cues.

So it’s the waiting day, waiting for the phone to ring with a yea or a nay. In the meantime, I’m cranking out some commercial writing samples in an effort to put a package together to send out to local non-profits. Cathy asked me what my dream gig is, and I’m going to say a weekly or a monthly newsletter that I can not only write, but also design. Fill in some blanks with PSAs, flyers, business cards, web content, and I think that’s a well-rounded living.

Have need? kelly AT herablehands DOT com.

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I haven’t been this sick for this long since before I was pregnant with Lila, back in NY when I got walking pneumonia and had to take a week off work. I spent Easter in bed, and thanked the heavens that Chris was at home to handle the feeding of the people, the chickens, the baby plants. He left Lila coughing in bed with me for a few hours watching Little Bear on continuous loop while he mowed some of the lawn. She’s mostly fine, just a nasty cough. Afterwards the two of them decorated the eggs I boiled the night before.

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Today my skull feels like something is trying to be born out of it, like Jim Carey coming out of that rhino’s ass in Pet Detective 2. The cough has started to get that greenish, bronchial infection tinge to it, and I can taste the pollen in my mouth every time I hack. I’m achey and tired, and my house looks like I have hoarding problems, because I haven’t kept up on my daily de-clutter for two full weeks. Chris is sick, Lila’s starting to cough and sneeze all day, and Tyler, well, he’s just kind of tired and lazy. We all feel like we’ve been hit by a truck.

Happy spring from your walking pollen filter…

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Okay, who wants to come to Ohio and spend a couple of weeks helping me purge our belongings? My goal is for each of us to get rid of 50% of the stuff we own. We’re drowning in stuff here, and I swear that more than 50% of it never, ever gets used.

It’s the beginning of a new plan, a new world order. Something’s gotta give.

In the meantime, I give you these photos taken at sunset last night, as the giant storm drove off to terrorize the east:

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