Guh. I’m having one of THOSE weeks. SO EXHAUSTED. I’ve felt like a real waste of space, at least from a productivity standpoint. I just want to sleep. And watch chick movies. And sleep some more.
I’ve deviated slightly from my outline in Red and that’s slowed down my word count a bit since I’m feeling my way. For Monday, I had only 367 words, as hubby and I stopped to have the discussion about what we’re going to do if someone else makes an offer on the house we’re trying to buy. That was a depressing enough conversation to totally derail my thought process. Then last night I managed 663 words, finishing out the scene and then coming to a stop because I needed to chew on the best way to present the info in the next scene and, you know, figure out what that info is. I THINK I’m clear on that for diving in during writing time this afternoon.
Operation Capri Pants/Goddess In Training has not been going as well as I would like. Sadly, it takes like six times longer to actually LOSE a pound than it does to gain it. Not that I’ve actually been brave enough to get on the scale. I am probably down a little, but it’s a very slow process. I’ve been pretty good about exercising, but oh, the Easter candy. Why is there candy for all these holidays? Christmas candy bleeds into Valentine’s candy bleeds into Easter candy and then we have only a very brief reprieve before the Halloween candy shows up. I mean, for the love of God, how am I supposed to resist Reece’s Eggs and Cadbury Eggs? But they are out of the house now. So is the cider and chocolate wine. I’ve still got several bottles of regular wine, but I’m never inclined to overindulge with that. I just gotta keep on keeping on.
This morning I broke down and ordered a few new pair of capri pants from JCP in the next size up. I am SO NOT pleased by this. It feels like admitting defeat. But the fact of the matter is that I live in Mississippi and it’s already flipping HOT, and it will probably be fall before I fit properly back into my pants from last year, which, granted, I will still be able to wear into OCTOBER because it is Mississippi and we do not have the classic four seasons. We have The Rainy Season, 3-4 weeks of Spring Pleasant, 7 months of OMFG is this the surface of the sun?, and another 4 weeks or so of Autumn Pleasant. I will have you know that Hell for southerners is actually cold because we’re used to the heat.
Anyway, we’re all stressy and in a holding pattern about the sale of our house. It’s shown a lot for this time of year, but there’s no bites yet. One couple wanted to buy it to rent out, but they aren’t going to get what they want for it since it only has one bathroom. It is what it is. It’s a small house. It was never supposed to be anything else. There’s definitely a market for this kind of thing because it’s close to campus and downtown. But we are a college town and it’s just a bit early for the true real estate season. Nobody has made an offer on the house we’re trying to buy–yet–but the longer this goes on, the more likely it is that it will happen. And in this market, we can’t afford the risk of agreeing to close on the new house without having ours under contract. We can’t afford two house payments for more than a month. There will, no doubt, be other houses that are fine. But we will NOT be able to find another property like this in our price range in this area. So hubby and I are both really depressed and disheartened today. We’ve just gotta pray a lot that all of the issues with the other house are preventing people from wanting it because most buyers are lazy and don’t want to have to do anything to a property.
13 thoughts on “Update on #ROW80 and Operation Capri Pants/G.I.T.”
“We have The Rainy Season, 3-4 weeks of Spring Pleasant, 7 months of OMFG is this the surface of the sun?, and another 4 weeks or so of Autumn Pleasant.”
^THIS. I chortled. It sounded a bit…strained/crazed. Damn summers.
All you can do at this point is think positively about the house. We’ve all got our fingers crossed and are sending good thoughts! I really think that whole “14 acres of land” thing will continue to be a real turnoff for most people. *hugs*
Ugh, I don’t envy you. I had a hard enough time trying to buy a house without having to sell a house (rented 10 yrs). But it was still a pain and the house we wanted…total dream house on the lake within our price range (it was a tiny house) had bad septic! so we had to go with another house. It was so frustrating that I developed a nervous twitch in my eye!! So I totally feel your pain.
Man, life just won’t let up on you! You’re not admiting defeat. Use those new capris as motivation to go even harder at G.I.T. I’m right there with you because being a Spartan in Training is pretty hard too!
Your description of southern seasons is hysterical, but it made me jealous since where I live in northeastern PA the weather can be even worse. The joke here is that we have winter that lasts forever (also known as pothole season), a few days of spring, summer that never seems to get hot enough (where the hell is global warming?), and enough fall to fit in a few football games before winter begins again. Thanks for the chuckle. 🙂
Wow, no wonder you’re exhausted, I hope you get the house and glad you’re still making progress on your wip.
I totally know what you mean about the candy. Every store you go to, Cadbury Eggs (oh my god, they’re my weakness) and Reeses Eggs and bags of yummmm are hanging out in all the front rows and it’s like arghh-need-candy-or-will-perishhh. Typically we don’t buy the candy until like, the week before easter or even after easter…but still, even then we over-buy bags and…yum. Chocolate coma, anyone? Yes, please! And then you’ve got a bunch of candy lingering in the house… Easter is wonderfully evil. 🙂
I hope the house stuff works out for you. I would be so stressed in your position so here’s hoping it works out in the end.
The best and worst bits about having kids is all the junk that falls into your lap. I don’t know why people buy my kids so much chocolate. Between Birthdays, Halloween, Christmas, More Birthdays, Easter and whatever else, it’s just constant. I think I might even be *gasp* sick of chocolate. I mean, I could just stop eating it. Or not. 😉
But think of much fun it is to make fun it is for northerners to fly south in winter and waltz around in shorts and tshirts while the natives sport South Park parkas and bobble hats. 🙂 You may be on the surface of the sun in MS in summer, but in FL it’s like being on the inside of a dog’s mouth. So. Could be worse
Believe the house sitch will work out. BELIEVE. Everything, even the crappy stuff, happens for a reason. We had six extensions by the time we closed on our condo. It worked out for the best.
Fingers crossed and lit candles for you and your houses-es
Reece’s and Cadbury Eggs? Naw. For me it’s Robin Eggs. It’s best if they never, ever enter the apartment.
Sorry to hear about your house-selling stress! I hope it gets resolved quickly so you focus on writing again. Keeping my fingers crossed for you!
I hope everything works out with the houses. I’ll say a little prayer for you.
Productivity-wise I am right there with you. It seems like nothing is getting done. Granted, many, many good things are happening in my life, but as far as getting things done… Gah is right. I want to watch chick flicks (and play video games and eat junk good) too.