Back later. Right now, I have to go buy a HAUS!
well, dammit.
Well, god damn it. When we went in to do the mortgage paperwork last week or whenever it was, Mandy the mortgage lady gave us a closing-cost amount of about $7100. We said, “Wow, that’s not very much, does that include the earnest money we put down?” And Mandy said, “Yes,” and we said, “Cool!” Only what we were asking was, “Does that include the earnest money ($1000), thus making the final closing costs a total of $7100,” and what she was answering was, “Is the earnest money on top…
oops.
For many years — since I was about 15 — I have been holding Mythago Wood against Charles deLint. During a perusal of titles at Title Wave this evening, I discovered that this was utterly unfair, given that Robert Holdstock wrote the book. Perhaps I ought to try reading a deLint title or two . . . :) GUYS. HEY. DON’T LET ME FORGET. Saturday there’s a critique group at Title Wave that I want to go check out, and on the 2nd Monday of the month they have a…
sucker!
I have just been *completely* suckered by Lucy. I went upstairs. She was sitting on the lowest set of stairs in the house. I petted her a little as I went by. I came back downstairs. She was still sitting there. I said, “Whatcha doing, kitty?” and stopped to scritch her more thoroughly. She streeeeetched and put her paws on my leg and sort of climbed up my body, so of course I picked her up and she crawled up to put her legs over my shoulder and began purring…
haus!
HAUS! Closing tomorrow at 3! HAUS! Deirdre’s going to write a romance novel. If she gets published before I do, I’ll have to kill her. :)