Someone else offered $15, I panicked, we talked and talked and talked, I caved, and we got the house.
We.bought.a.house. Holy shit.
Granted, it's pending a satisfactory home inspection and finalizing the financing. And then I'll really panic.and get excited.and panic.and jump up and down in joy.and hyperventilate. I hear this behavior is completely normal.
Thanks for all the love, vibes, reiki, etc. Knitters and muggles rule! Being able to write about this and getting supportive comments has certainly helped the anxiety. Thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone.
Now I'll ask your permission to slack on knitting while I scrub every corner, strip wallpaper, rip up carpets, sand floors, apply polyurethane, paint, and panic.
For the next week, I'll be dealing with home inspectors, financial people, work, mothering, wife-ing, and job hunting. Yeah, I really need a raise. It's time. Anything else I should be doing? Good lord!
As for the knitting, I need to block my vest, and then I'll take advice from Cate -- cast on some Socks for Sanity.