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To top it off, we had a showing yesterday afternoon. It was lucky for us that we'd also had a showing on Friday night, so the house was mostly in order on Saturday morning anyway. We spent a lot of the day just sitting around in shock, but we managed to pull it together and get the place spiffed up in time for the prospective buyers. They were here for almost two hours and really only left when we finally gave up hanging around outside and told them we were going for ice cream so if they had any other questions to ask now. Then it turns out that they're not going to make an offer because on the drive home (to wherever they come from) they decided it was too far away. *head desk*
There's an offer coming in today from the showing on Friday night. Actually it was a second viewing as it turns out; they wanted to bring their kids so they could pick out their bedrooms. Uh, that's a pretty big presumption considering your agent let slip that you were going to lowball the offer. On a house that already had a conditional offer on it. What the fuck, people! If you looooove this house so much, then you'd fucking better be willing to pay for it.
Sorry. I'm more than a little cranky today.
We don't know what's up with Cinnamon Girl. That cria is crazy active inside her. I was out in the paddock with Dar yesterday early evening, and we could see a foot pressing up and out around her butt. I mean pushing out so far that the outline of the foot was crystal clear. Dar still thinks that the cria is positioned wrong and CG is trying to get it positioned correctly for birth. I don't know. I have a bad feeling about this one. I think we're going to end up having the vet help with this birthing. I just remember when Delilah gave birth to Ozzie and how harrowing that was. It took four of us - Q and me holding a screaming Delilah while Dar and the vet worked long and very hard to pull that baby out of her. I don't want any of us to have to go through that again. Ever, actually.
I just want to stop worrying about everything - cats, alpacas, immigration, health, transportation, money - but I don't know how. I'm truly not the type to crawl under the covers or drink/drug myself into a constant state of oblvion, but some happy medium would be appreciated.
I wish I were at Mount Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge, MA. It's beautiful always but especially in the autumn and very peaceful, and there's always shady spots where I could walk or sit and think. I miss walking so very much; it was a form of healing for me. Of everything that lupus has taken from me, that's one of the worst losses. I have to come up with a substitute.
And this turned out to be quite a different post that I'd intended :) Plans for this afternoon are dealing with the new offer on the house and getting in a lot of shopping for necessaries. Mark starts his new job in Toronto on Thursday, and that's a bit far to run him into work so I can borrow the car for the day. Hence, trying to think ahead of what we need for the week.
Never a dull moment.
There's an offer coming in today from the showing on Friday night. Actually it was a second viewing as it turns out; they wanted to bring their kids so they could pick out their bedrooms. Uh, that's a pretty big presumption considering your agent let slip that you were going to lowball the offer. On a house that already had a conditional offer on it. What the fuck, people! If you looooove this house so much, then you'd fucking better be willing to pay for it.
Sorry. I'm more than a little cranky today.
We don't know what's up with Cinnamon Girl. That cria is crazy active inside her. I was out in the paddock with Dar yesterday early evening, and we could see a foot pressing up and out around her butt. I mean pushing out so far that the outline of the foot was crystal clear. Dar still thinks that the cria is positioned wrong and CG is trying to get it positioned correctly for birth. I don't know. I have a bad feeling about this one. I think we're going to end up having the vet help with this birthing. I just remember when Delilah gave birth to Ozzie and how harrowing that was. It took four of us - Q and me holding a screaming Delilah while Dar and the vet worked long and very hard to pull that baby out of her. I don't want any of us to have to go through that again. Ever, actually.
I just want to stop worrying about everything - cats, alpacas, immigration, health, transportation, money - but I don't know how. I'm truly not the type to crawl under the covers or drink/drug myself into a constant state of oblvion, but some happy medium would be appreciated.
I wish I were at Mount Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge, MA. It's beautiful always but especially in the autumn and very peaceful, and there's always shady spots where I could walk or sit and think. I miss walking so very much; it was a form of healing for me. Of everything that lupus has taken from me, that's one of the worst losses. I have to come up with a substitute.
And this turned out to be quite a different post that I'd intended :) Plans for this afternoon are dealing with the new offer on the house and getting in a lot of shopping for necessaries. Mark starts his new job in Toronto on Thursday, and that's a bit far to run him into work so I can borrow the car for the day. Hence, trying to think ahead of what we need for the week.
Never a dull moment.
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2009-09-13 16:22 (UTC)And I really hope some of your stress lightens up. At least if the house gets sold and the immigration papers come through, you can eliminate two things. As you said, it's especially hard when your body's not cooperating in the ways you need, like being able to walk to feel better. Are there any relaxing things you like to do that you can fit in your schedule and do without too much stress on the body?
Best wishes to Cinnamon Girl and her baby. A healthy birth might bring some cheer!
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2009-09-14 00:00 (UTC)I do need to find some way to relax, it's true. The things I used to do - long walks, working out at the gym - just aren't feasible now. Maybe at some point in the future but not now. What I need to learn is how to be still. An inner stillness.
Hopefully tomorrow will bring a healthy cria. I'll be sure to post. Thank you for all your good wishes, truly.
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2009-09-13 21:53 (UTC)*love and hugs*
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2009-09-13 23:16 (UTC)*good vibes* for CG. I really hope things work out with her.
*hugs* for you.
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2009-09-14 00:10 (UTC)I wish we lived closer, you know?
We'll take all the good vibes for CG that we can get :) I'll let you know how it goes.