No news

Inquiring minds want to know what the house story is, but I'm afraid there's no news to report. The seller is still out of the country.

I stopped feeling nervous about it, which is good. I stopped feeling nervous on Monday sometime. I'm taking a wait-and-see attitude, while at the same time hoping for a good outcome. Just the same, I'd like the seller to find her way to a telephone so as to let us know what the what is.

Scott's been collecting boxes at work and he's started packing his books. I haven't started packing just yet. Since I did such a huge cleanse before he moved in, I think I'll only need to shed a little more crap before I'm lean and mean and ready to move. I mostly need to shred stuff, which I find to be an odious task (and which explains why there's a giant box of papers to be shredded by my desk). Paperless society, where are you?