No news is good news, or so they say
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.













"All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth. I can feel its energy, and my spirits soar."
~Helen Hayes

