Crushing anxiety
The anxiety over buying a house is near to crushing at this point. My stomach feels like it wants to rebel against me. We didn't buy the house from the last post. I managed to get out from under it before the offer was OFFICIALLY taken, with all the happy paperwork completed. Got my 2k back. Now, the only issue is the new house we bid on... we're in a bidding war. There's a part of me that hopes dearly that the other person bidding against me falls flat on their face and doesn't meet the amount that I'm bidding. Really, truly hopes. But the large part of me says "Ha! you're screwed. THey're going to offer more than the asking price. Too little, too late." And still the crushing anxiety occurs.
Too much to do, not enough time. I just want to breathe for a bit... but I can't. Maybe I'll take a few days off in the near future, just to breathe.
I'm thinking about seriously taking up the idea of blogging about life now as a 20-something parent and navigating the pitfalls of life involving buying a house and what not, but well I'm not so sure. I mean, I suck at updating THIS and this is just for my friends :/
Too much to do, not enough time. I just want to breathe for a bit... but I can't. Maybe I'll take a few days off in the near future, just to breathe.
I'm thinking about seriously taking up the idea of blogging about life now as a 20-something parent and navigating the pitfalls of life involving buying a house and what not, but well I'm not so sure. I mean, I suck at updating THIS and this is just for my friends :/