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Friday, June 11, 2010

Thank You St. Joseph

Well I guess burying the St. Joseph statue in the flower garden helped because we signed a purchase agreement last night. Pardon me while I do a happy dance/rebel yell! OK, so step one is done, turns out this is actually only the beginning of the mostly uphill battle in navigating a Department of Defense program. Friends tell me I'm really in for it now. Oh goody, because the whole showing process has been such a hoot thus far.

Let me pause and give a shout out to Molly who drove a long ways just to help me paint two rooms and keep the house clean for the critical showings. She even made chocolate chip cookies so the house would smell "homey." THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!

So now we can get back to "normal" and try and find all the stuff we hid (I mean put away) during the showings. I guess there is more packrat in me than I thought because I seem to be genetically incapable of actually removing clutter...I can hide it, shrink it, re-arrange it and occasionally donate it, but there must be a law of clutter dynamics about needing to maintain a constant mass because it doesn't ever seem to actually GO AWAY. Hmmm, maybe C=J+FX? Where C=clutter, J=junk, and FX=the logrithmically increasing effect of my family on junk? Strange as you might find this, I actually had a college prof bribe me with a passing math grade if I promised never (EVER!) to take another class. He must have been a kook, because clearly I have a mathematical flair. (Also don't listen to the rumors, he didn't go crazy, pull out his hair, and run screaming from the building when I mentioned taking another class, and I'm almost positive he doesn't still drool or need restraints.)

I have no idea how I got onto this tangent, (look another math word!) but then again I never promised logical or orderly did I? Really the only thing I know is an ABSOLUTE positive is that the shortest distance between two points is most definitely NOT a military move.

BTW, my flowers look much better around St. Joseph. Divine intervention, you suppose, or cheap lead paint from China?

1 comment:

  1. whenever i hear, think, or talk about math i have an involuntary shudder.. ugh!! and go figure... the one person who doesn't eat the cookies ends up buying it!

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