The Longest Day

Today I am thankful because:
1. We stayed true to our intentions last night making the offer. We didn't pay more than we would have if there were no other offers already on the table. We just offered what we thought was reasonable.

2. The job news in my latest entry! That would be incredible and unbelievably great if that worked out.

3. I had a fun and relaxing lunch with 2 people from work. (I used to lunch all the time with friends from my last job. Here I just want to escape, but sometimes it's nice to try to make better friends.)

4. All the support I've received during this exciting but stressful time has been so wonderful. I'm glad I have family and friends who care about me and are happy for me.

5. I know that whether we get this house or not (I didn't capitalize it that time) it is all going to be OK, and when it comes down to it, we will get the house we're supposed to get. I'm thankful I have that comfort.


Today has been some kind of stressful. I've just been on pins and needles waiting to hear from the Realtor. The latest we'll hear anything is Friday morning, I think, but I want to know! I've been trying to stay positive and tell myself that everything happens for a reason, etc., but the bottom line is that I am just plain hoping that this is the right house for us and that it works out. I've been trying to get my mind off of it today.

I went to lunch with two friends in "my department." (I don't really have a department. They're in advertising, although they're not sales. I'm marketing, but I just happen to sit in the same section of cubes with them, so they've become my friends.) One of them had a birthday last week, and we just now went out to lunch to celebrate. We drove to Prattvegas for Olive Garden. That is a brand new one so the servers don't hate their jobs yet, and it's downright pleasant. Lunch was wonderful, and it felt so nice to talk to them without whispering. Before we ever got our food though, one of them picked up her glass and it slipped right out of her hand and crashed down onto the bread plate. Those glasses are really thick and heavy, so of course the plate broke. Her drink spilled all over the place. She didn't get cut, and we were all laughing about it, but 4 managers started swarming. They moved us to another table while other people cleaned up. I think my friend was asked about 85 times if she was OK. (All this and they didn't even realize I am married to an almost-attorney [16 days until we find out] so I can't imagine how paranoid they would have been otherwise. How silly). Anyway, that was lovely, and I forgot about the house situation for about 45 minutes. I guarantee that was the only 45minutes of my waking hours today that I haven't been thinking about it!

Today was excruciatingly slow…