Nerves

Hoo boy!
I gave my notice at work this week - two more weeks left, and I'm starting to feel pretty sad about leaving.  6 1/2 years is the longest I've been at one job, and I'm going to miss the work and the people.  Today I filled out most of the mortgage application (WolfAlpha needs to go over it and add a few items) and I did the power of attorney so he can handle any negotiations without my signature.  Next week we go house shopping. *gulp*  We're fortunate in that we have several good prospects to choose from.  I even found my dream house and we can afford it, but it's probably not the house we need so we probably won't buy it.  It's a 1910 well-kept Victorian with a fenced yard, a few blocks from the "old" downtown business district. It even has a white picket fence in the front.  Basically it's the house I grew up in.  It's not out of the question, but we have several good reasons to stay out in the country if we can, so...

I've gone even deeper into Turtle Mode, I'm even having trouble concentrating.  On anything.  I haven't heard from Lance Criminal for a while, and his birthday was last week.  We sent a couple of packages and I still don't know if they arrived on time (I doubt it, but getting him to ask for what he wants is like pulling teeth!)  AnyProzac, if you happen to come across any random bits of my shattered nerves, please scoop them up and save them for me; I expect I'll be needing them soon.