The last three days

It’s been a couple of days since I’ve written, so I’ll try to be concise with the updates.

• Packing sucks and I hate it. Most of the basement is done, but some things need to be moved over into the big pile of “coming with us” stuff.
• M and I had another argument about all of our stuff. I tried to explain my feelings to her, but I really felt like garbage after the fight. I wrote her a VERY long letter on my phone, which she’ll likely never see. But it felt good to get it off of my chest, at the very least.
• We met with the bank yesterday about getting a preapproval for a new mortgage. We filled out all of the paperwork, but until I get a copy of my contract from the new school district, we’re pretty much in limbo.
• We decided to expand our search to the outlying communities when looking for new houses. Not exactly where we want to be, but substantially cheaper for the same type(s) of houses.
• I mowed the lawn yesterday morning. Big mistake. I thought if I did it early that I’d beat the heat, but I was very wrong. I’m pretty sure that I had heat stroke by the time I was done.
• I am starting to crack from the pressure and stress of this whole thing. I’ve spent more time crying the past few weeks than I have the last several years combined. Don’t know what else I can do to help with the stress other than what I’m already doing.

And here’s what is upcoming in the near-immediate future:

• This morning one of the three interested parties in our current house is coming over to present their official offer and their escalating amount. I’m curious to see what the escalation amount is. The more we can get for this house, the better the chance that we’ll find something comparable in our new place.
• This afternoon we are driving to my youngest brother’s house to watch the fireworks his town has. He lives right across the street from the park where they are set off, so his backyard has one of the best fireworks viewings that I’ve ever been to. The boys are both very excited. I am, too; except for the long drive home after dark with all of the drunk people on the road.
• Three days until we leave for our week at the cabin. Normally, this is my favorite week of the year, but with all that is going on in life right now, I’m afraid that I will have a hard time relaxing. I hope I can forget all the stuff that needs to be done on the home front, at least periodically. But, we are likely going to need to continue our house hunting from the North Woods.