Thursday, July 1, 2010
Nearly Out Of Toilet Paper
Today we were given a closing date for our new house! If you are able-bodied, can work hard in 100+ degree temperatures, and enjoy free pizza - give us a call and we'll sign you up to help us move.
As for the toilet paper, when I bought my last billion-roll pack of t.p. from Costco, I wondered if we would use it up in the old house. Would I still be living here the next time I ran out?
I went through this same torture when we had our SoCal house on the market for OVER A YEAR! I kept hoping, "Maybe this will be the last time I buy toilet paper before we move."
There are many bizarre ways I attempt to measure my time left in limbo. Today I calculated that I should only have to mop this house (with its 220-million square feet of tile) four more times!
Finally we can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I love that light. It's so lovely. Not only is it beautiful to gaze at the realization of hopes and dreams, but it also, figuratively, means the train has run RIGHT OVER Limbo. Limbo is left bleeding and dismembered on the tracks. Sorry, Limbo. I'm headed for the light.