wow.

i have spent mothers day
ripping beaverboard (as of yesterday i did not know what that was
but i know have had an up close and personal relationship with it)
off the walls
picking up beaverboard off the floor
breaking beaverboard into small pieces so it will fit in the garbage bags
sweeping beaverboard off the stairs
and filling (15 heavyduty large garbage bags) with BEAVERBOARD!!!!!
and i see no end to it
but you know what?
thats ok
cause its beaver board that i OWN
and i'm ok with that
heehee
seriously tho, the construction (well, technically, its destruction)
is coming along great...
pulled the panel and beaverboard off the walls to reveal no insulation at all
and the house is STILL warmer than the one we are currently renting
and pulled up layers of carpet and tile and linoleum to reveal
HARDWOOD floors...hurray...
oh
and broke the rad and made it rain in the living room
:)
heehee
so all in all
that was my day
happy mothers day

5:32 pm....

end result?

WE GOT THE HOUSE WE GOT IT WE GOT IT WE GOT IT WE GOT IT
I OWN A HOUSE... I OWN A HOUSE...I OWN A ...
actually, well, my husband and my dad own a house
but what the hell
NOTHING CAN GETME DOWN RIGHT NOW
I'M SCREAMING FROM THE ROOFTOP
i own a house
i
own
a
house...
i
have
a
key
to
a
house
that belongs
to
me

12:39 same day...

eeeeekkk...
my husband has just gone to bring
the lawyer
the certified cheque

the mortgage broker is supposed to call
and drop off the keys

good god
we are this | | close to being
grown ups
hahahahahaha
i'm delirious
i'm still in shock really
i'm still in don't-talk-about-it-don't-call-anyone-don't-scream-it-from-the-rooftop
cause you might jinx it
mode
heh heh heh
but
pretty excited nonetheless
:)

9:40 am

feeling kinda nauseous...to the point
where even my spelling is compromised
its only an hour later...
still no real word
other than that-"there is no word"
heh
minor setback
which might delay it all is what is making me
nervous
a question from the finance company we are dealing with
which
when looking at the big picture
is actually quite absurd
but anyhow
that is (unfortunately) not my call
and would probably do them or me no good
to hear my scathing bitter anxiety ridden opinion
regardless of how
right
i actually am
sigh...
pulling out my hair..one by one by painful one