The Lawyer, the Banker, the Candlestick Maker ...

So we are home owners. It is official.  This is our seventh house we bid on (lucky number seven). I think we are still in shock. Six times it didn't work so why would it work this time? I love the house. It is perfect. Beautiful kitchen.  Three bedrooms. Two bathrooms. Detached. A yard.  Still, however, in shock.  It feels like I have been on the phone all day, every day trying to secure all the staff we need to get this house going ... the banker, the lawyer, the movers, the roofer (we need to put a new roof on), the insurer, etc.... It is never ending.  

In other news, I lost two pounds this week.  I can only attribute it to dancing my feet off at the George Michael concert at the ACC. I jumped, I screamed, I danced for two hours. I must have earned a lot of activity points to counteract my two razz-matinis that I downed before hand!   I love George!!! Best concert of my life, by far. And two pounds to boot.