Exhaustion

I'm so tired...I haven't slept a wink...I'm sooo I'm so tired...my mind is on the brink...we wrote up our response to the inspection tonight. We'll see how the seller likes our ideas...hopefully he'll be all like, "Hell yeah I'll get you a new furnace! You guys are AWESOME and you can have anything you want." and that'll be the end of that. I can't believe how tired I am...I need more sleep. I haven't been this tired since like...hmm...not since last month, when I had PMS and wasn't sleeping well. Much like this month. Right now. Anyhow, yeah. I'm pretty much falling asleep as I write this, so yeah...good night. :)

So the creepiest thing happened last night. Well, at least for Brett. I was sleeping, and in my dream I was climbing into bed, and as I slid under the covers I looked over and there was a man next to me. I wasn't expecting him, and didn't recognize him (at first) so I started screaming bloody murder. Then, as I realized I'd been dreaming and was staring at my poor, horrified husband who was looking around wondering what the hell I was screaming about, I stopped screaming. Brett said I had the most horrible, terrified look on my face; he thought there was some sort of monster or something behind him, and was thoroughly freaked out. So freaked out in fact, that we had to sleep in the living room with a light on, because he couldn't fall back asleep in our bedroom after that. I wasn't scared, just weirded out and embarrassed, and I was seriously worried that one of the neighbors would call the police, since I'm sure I woke up practically everyone in the building, and probably a couple of the bums outside.

Holy Shit

The seller accepted our offer last night, so if the inspection goes well, it looks like we'll be buying a house. Wow...I'm so proud of us...now all we have to do is keep it together enough financially to avoid moving from this house into one made of corrugated cardboard.

Poor, Neglected Blog

I thought I would write in you every day. I thought I would fill you with my hopes, dreams, bitches and rants. It's been four long, lonely days since I've written in you last, and I feel bad. I'm a slacker. But I guess it's been a busy four days. Brett and I met with our real estate agent on Sunday and looked at houses, and one of them really stood out to us. We couldn't stop thinking about it, and on Monday Brett called our agent and told her we wanted to see it again and maybe make an offer. Then Monday night while he was at clinic Sasha had a really bad seizure and bit her tongue and bled all over the place. That sucked and I was so shaken up that my night was pretty much shot after that, but she's doing alright now. So we saw the house again on Tuesday and we're in love with it; it seems so perfect and wonderful! So today our agent is writing up our offer and if the seller accepts it and the inspection goes well, we's movin' on up. :D

I saw The Matrix: Revolutions last night. I thought it was pretty good; better than the second one, because it seemed like more effort was made on the quality of the story and less effort was made on creating fight scenes where people bounce around like tweaky anime characters. Don't get me wrong, that stuff is still cool to see...a little bit...but I felt much more satisfied after this movie than I did after the last one. It was Neo-tastical.

Ugh...

I'm soooo full...and I'm pissed off with the people on Survivor for not voting out that loser John...I can't STAND that guy. On the plus side though, watching tv tonight has given me the ability to see two different previews for Elf, the new Will Ferrell movie. Will Ferrell rocks. Guys who are funny are the best guys ever. Waaaay better than guys who start fights, get drunk at every opportunity, and constantly flash their own stupid, made up gang signs. Right. So. I hope they kick that guy off soon, because I want to watch Sandra win, but I'm tired of his shenanigans.

At Work

I don't hate my job, but sometimes I'm extraordinarily aware of the fact that if I were given the option to do...well...just about anything else for the same pay and similar hours, I'd be out of here in a heartbeat. Or two weeks, depending on whether or not I had time to give proper notice. The only thing I have to do is FIND another job like that. Something that doesn't involve customer service. Mmmm...no customers.......

Disappointment.

So Brett has an upper respiratory infection, and I'm pretty sure I have a cold. It's beautiful outside; crisp, icy cold, and still sunny, but every time I go outside I feel like it makes me sicker. More sick...whatever. On the bright side, I went to Whole Foods for the first time in months last night and they had a lot of cool stuff I hadn't seen before. Good looking yet affordable cuts of fish meant to be used in sushi, unagi, etc; things we usually go all the way up to Central Market for. I'm sad because I looooove Central Market and this makes them a little less special to me, but still. Knowing we can get weird stuff we need from a closer location is pretty cool.

Ouch. My back hurts so bad that I can't breathe in all the way. This is difficult to deal with, because I have a cold and I keep needing to sneeze. Maybe a good night's sleep will make it better, and when I wake up tomorrow morning, all will be right with the world. Please, please, make it better...

It's My First Time

Hmm...so, Amy has a livejournal, and Courtney has a blog, and I've been sitting here with space on my website dedicated to my non-existent blog for over six months now. So I decided it was time to start posting things. So here's my first post. Woohoo! :D