Movin.

I'm starting to feel like it might actually happen on Friday. We need to talk to my loan officer, though, she said there was a problem with our loan. Gaaaaaah. However annoying it is for us, though, it's worse for the girl who's moving out and across the hall. Due to bank and insurance weirdness, she's technically homeless until Wednesday. And she's opening a play on Friday. I have nothing but sympathy. With all this crap we've talked a lot lately; we told her she could stay on our couch in her old place if she needed. She doesn't, but thought it was sweet that we offered. I'm looking forward to talking to her not about living space crap-ola.

So, we're still planning the move for Friday afternoon.

Please come help any time around 3pm.
If you don't know where I live, gimme a call.

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