Wow. 2 in 2

So. Big stuff STILL happening. Gawd, my life's going to be boring when things finally settle down!

My house is now FOR SALE. The proof is in the papers I signed last night, the Realtors and Photographers that are touring my house today to examine and photograph... and the sign that will be on my front lawn when I return from my weekend of bliss. Wow.

It's an enormous step... but somehow it's not freaking me out. A Good Thing. I thought that I would be worried, or scared, or emotional; but those things have escaped me as I face the drudgery of cleaning and preparing the house for viewing each morning. Perhaps it will sell quickly at asking... perhaps it will be on the market for awhile. Regardless, I am on my way home.

Update: this is it: http://www.charlieparker.ca/real-estate/listing.php?iwebdatabase=8964&panelnum=0

Um, WOW

I surprise even myself. Sometimes more often than I'd like to admit.

I've been back and forth with the doc over irregular (atypical) smear results. Went in this morning for yet ANOTHER follow up exam and got a BIG surprise.

Ready?

Since September, I've known I was losing weight. My estimates have ranged from about 25 pounds to MAYbe 40 at the absolute outside. Today my doc couldn't keep it to herself (I've previously been disinclined to actually know the NUMBER associated with the scale)... but that number isn't 25... not even 40. Since September, I've lost 58 pounds. 58!!!!

Yay me :)

Love 'n junk

So... wow. Lots happening, I suppose :)

First of many: The house is going to be for sale at the end of the week. Must hurt friend to do so. Unfortunately just don't think friend should be seller because of lack of experience.

Second of many: I'M SO EXCITED ABOUT ITEM 1... but scared too

Third of many: Moving, moving, moving. What a horrible thought! Too much work for one. While I'm very much looking forward to moving back to the mainland, the actual slog of keeping the house clean and presentable during the selling and packing process is slightly more than daunting.

Fourth of many: Job hunt continues... I *may* end up living over there prior to finding the j.o.b., which means temporary digs (ich) and not being able to write the move off on my taxes next year (ouch), but job-finding will likely be easier when I don't have "Nanaimo" in my contact box.

Fifth of many... and this is a show-stopper: I'm an idiot. I really am. I've fallen completely head-over-heels-make-an-ass-of-myself in love with the most wonderful, kind, caring, intelligent, funny man. I'm afraid that my dream will end and I'll find myself sitting bolt upright in bed if I tell him. Assvice, anyone?

Last of these few: I'm a happy, happy girl. Yay me :)