As of three minutes or so ago, it appears we may have a deal on the house. We refused to move on our offer from yesterday, they came down another $1000 this morning and are throwing in the extra hardwood flooring in the garage so we can replace the carpet in the master with that. Our fantastic buyers agent is writing up the deal now, and I am going to spend my Sunday afternoon baking him a basket of goodies for helping us through this ordeal. This man will be getting cookies from the Halls every Christmas of his life from now on, and is the only person I will trust with my business when (if!) we move again. Of course, nothing is official until the inspections are done and we finally close, but ladies and gentlemen, we are THAT MUCH CLOSER. I am positively giddy.
I was kinda down this morning, worrying about this deal. Then from the bathroom I heard Matt, blasting Bill Withers' song "Lovely Day" and singing along in the shower. THEN, I put on the new pants I bought at Old Navy last night for $7, the pants that are a size I haven't worn since middle school. And now, progress on our house deal. It really is a lovely day. Go listen to the song, my friends, it is now my official anthem.