Phlegm

I is sick. Wahhh! It's actually just a cold but still, not good timing universe. So where did we last leave off? Probably almost exactly where we still are.

The seller of the house we intend to purchase has decided that he is going to do the work himself this week. We are crossing our fingers that he is capable of doing it all and doing it right because any further repairs might push things back further. We learned that the appraiser is purposely being a jackass and told our banker that if we push him it's just going to take that much longer for him to come out. So basically he WANTS us to be homeless. Doesn't it just warm the cockles of your heart to find out that a man who works for veterans is acting this way? No wonder the number of homeless veterans is on the rise. I personally blame this one guy for the entire problem.

The good news though is that we got the seller to agree to let us rent the house until closing. I'm not thrilled about spending more money to rent this house when they're already getting more money than we wanted for the purchase. But I also understand that they're doing us a favor and that there's a tiny chance that for some reason the purchase may fall through and they deserve to get the rent for that reason. They also want us to sign something saying we're not going to make any changes to the house which is a little annoying but also understandable for the same reason. I'm just hoping they'll let us hang curtains or blinds because I don't like people seeing in my windows at all times. Any inconveinience about renting the house is by far made up for in the fact that we won't have to move our stuff twice. We won't have to put anything in storage. We can start cleaning and assembling furniture and at least get things into the right rooms. We can't put everything away because I will need to paint and my closet is currently not a closet at all so I'm going to have to live out of boxes for awhile. All the more reason to pray that the jerkface appraiser gets his act together and comes out soon.

Tiny, who is five years old, apparently knows what sex is and I am not prepared for this development at all! Last night she was playing with Barbies in the living room and had them undressed and doing the nasty. When I questioned her about it she of course started by lying to me but eventually she admitted that they were having sex. I honestly didn't know how to respond and ended up spewing something about sex being for adults and the it was innapropriate for her to talk about it and that we would talk about it and I would explain everything when she was older. I'm sort of feeling that I didn't handle things right but I don't actually know how to fix it now. She's FIVE people! She shouldn't have any idea what sex is. When I asked her where she heard about it she told me it's because she watches too much tv. So of course we're going to be much more vigilant about what she is exposed to but from other rumblings that I've heard about things at daycare, I sort of think the older boys there may be telling her about sex as well. Why can't children just be children? I'm very liberal in many ways and I want my kids to know what's what eventually, just not at an age where they are incapable of comprehending how it all works and even that it's innapropriate for her to talk about it in school.

Also, I have this nasty cold that is not going to be helpful in the cleaning packing cleaning unpacking business. Lame universe, lame! Because of this cold I have had WAY more water this morning than my bladder can hold. Must pee now!