We applied for the donor embryo program last night. My husband was so helpful - his answers to all of the questions involved things like Jedi and Samuel L. Jackson. He also insisted on weighing himself to get a very accurate weight, and he had lost weight without even trying. Grrrrrrrrr.
I'm currently doing ovulation testing. I hate it. It makes me angry. Yesterday I avoided drinking anything all afternoon, and I ended up not really needing to pee until it was time. The day before, I forgot and had an emergen-C, and boy did the afternoon suck. I had to go so bad by the time my husband came to pick me up, I was so happy we didn't hit much traffic on the way home. I practically knocked him over running to the bathroom.
So our loan officer had been incredibly worried about the timing for our loan - we would have at most 20 days to get the loan approved. I submitted all the paperwork Monday and crossed my fingers, and found out yesterday that it was approved after only 1 day! So everything is going well, and hopefully I can start getting ready for moving by reserving a truck and trying to find people to help with loading and unloading, and boarding the dogs. I just need to know the date that we're moving out and the date we get the keys to move in. I'm fine with being "homeless" for a day or two, especially since my sister's wedding is right around moving time, so we can arrange to be out of town for one night while all of our stuff is stored somewhere (hopefully in a moving truck).
I am, however, sick and tired of dealing with paperwork and loans and insurance and inspectors and appraisers. It makes me want to take a week off, during which I will watch TV and nap and eat chocolate ice cream.
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