There is No Forgetting

I lied. There is no forgetting about the house.

In spite of the fact that I was out touring with relatives and cha-cha-CHA-ing with my darling Troy, I still:

Left voicemails with two lenders
Left a voicemail with my favorite Realtor, received one fax, two voicemails, and spoke to him once (of course)
Got in touch with a contractor who may actually be interested in working with us (on schedule even!)

All in all it made for a pretty light day, but my legs sure are tired!