We found a house in a really nice neighborhood, closer to Mr. B's job, that we are thinking about buying. It's huge and in a nice family neighborhood; we're having a structural engineer out to see it on Monday to check out some things we were worried about in the basement.
I left my job at the evidence room yesterday (after posting two weeks notice). My new job is supposed to start soon, but I've been having some trouble getting my background check processed. I am currently unsure when the new job will start, and I must be a grownup now, because the lost paycheck is now bothering me.
I published my books (yay!) and told some people, many of whom actually know me (yay!) and I've sold a few copies. I'm currently trying to advertise the heck out of it, so if you want to spam my blog across wherever you happen to be going (you know, facebook, twitter, Google+, etc.), please do.
I guess I'm stressed because of the new job, and the impending move before me. It would really be nice if I didn't have to work while taking care of the move, but there's a snowball's chance in hell that my book takes off that dramatically before the end of the year. If we move, we have to pack, and then unpack, and then find renters for our condo, and on and on and on... And I know this will fall on me, because my husband has a job and thereby can't contribute to the process (I have a job, and do the majority of the daily chores, but somehow this reasoning never works for me).
