March 1st 2005
time flies, it do, it do
Did I mention that it’s already March? When did that happen? And why don’t I have any idea where we’re going to move this summer?
Lest Mr. Angst freak out because I’m talking about the uncertainty again, I will note that I am trying to arrange a meeting with a realtor friend of ours. I am also immersed in a very good book that keeps me from thinking about all the nonsense.
And I’ve stopped obsessively checking GULC’s status checker. Oh, I still look in on it a couple of times a day—it’s been updating more than once a day lately—but I’m not madly refreshing the browser, hoping for a change.
