Stress

When Mac starts to stress you know things are bad. And ugly, too, as Mac does not handle stress well. Anyway, we think we are out of the Portland house. Well, at least we though t we were, until their Realtor said they didn't want the appliances and most certainly weren't paying us fifteen hundred bucks for them. This would have been fine, except we already have new appliances. Plus we have to get the old ones out of the house - the house we thought we were all moved out of.

Otherwise, things should start falling into place. We signed all the papers today. If no other glitches come up we should be out of financial dire straights tomorrow at 5pm. In addition to paying off two mortgages, we should get a nice little deposit into our account (which is good, because we need to pay the credit card bill for all those new unnecessary appliances!). And then maybe we can get to unpacking - that is after we clean up the thick layer of white dust left over from the ceiling project.

On the Megan front: Megan is now doing some scooting, but only backwards and mostly only on floors, not carpet. She has a look in her eye that says she'd love to be crawling, but she still has a long way to go before she's got it all figured out. Her new trick is the tongue click. When the dust settles (or gets wiped away), I'll get back into posting pictures.