An Offer?

Well, we received an offer on our townhouse today, and over the phone negotiated what I think are pretty fair terms--barring any surprises during the home inspection, we should move forward with the closing by the end of next month. A nice birthday present, if I say so myself.

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I just realized that this post was never put up on my blog--now, it will not be so confusing (to my one or two readers) that I have been talking about a negotiation without having an offer, so, here it is. As you know above, the roof was the shocker on the estimate, but we've almost got to the point of no return (meaning the buyer is locked in).

One Week Down!

Well, we made it to Roanoke okay, have tried to settle in the apartment and gotten to know some of our surroundings (a funny side note: there are SCORES of Japanese Hibachi restaurants here--we've seen 10% of Roanoke, and seen 10 of them!) The move went okay, though we ended up not being able to take our sofa (my wife rejoiced) and we had to buy something to sit on since the "floor" cushions we bought from Target really aren't meant to be sat on for long periods!

I've made it through the first week of work, and it went a lot faster than I thought it would. Between last Sunday and today, we've tried two different churches out, and the one we went to today seems to be a strong favorite at this point. A couple today invited us home to their house for dinner, and we got to chat with them for a little while (free food is always a good thing!).

The unfortunate thing that we have discovered about our apartment is that while I asked the representatives at the complex to make sure that our apartment didn't smell like smoke, I'm afraid that we got one that used to be smoked in anyway. We suspect that while they replaced all the flooring, they didn't clean the ductwork, so it's essentially being pumped in our apartment anyway. Argh.

Work will get busier as the days go on, as I've already been assigned cases, and even a section of the state where I will be going to court (close to 10 court days already).

The townhouse back at the beach still has not sold, and we've done a price reduction to see what that will do--we sure hate having to make double payments, but the Lord has been faithful in His provision, and will continue to do so.

My wife is truly loving the stay at home life, and we look forward to moving into a house sometime soon so that we can truly feel settled.

Against the Natural Order of Things

I am not a deep sleeper, never have been. These last few days, I've been dealing with a sinus infection that has essentially put earplugs in my ears from the inside out, and this has been the cause for quite fitful sleeping. I finally got some medicine yesterday and it started working....too well. I started to realize why it said I needed to drink four extra glasses of water during the day. I have never been so dried out in my life!

But that's all an aside to what the title of this post is about. I decided last night, to help the sleeping process, to take Nyquil. Now, the last time I took this medication, no kidding, I woke up almost exactly six hours after taking it, and I mean WIDE awake! But with the kind of sleep I had been getting the last few nights, six hours straight sure seemed worth it. For any normal person, this would have happened just as it did to me last time.....

But in actuality, I woke up only two hours after taking it, and I had the BIGGEST headache I've ever had in my life! My body was VERY angry for being awake (and I have to say, I concurred), and I feel like my head was going to split in half over the pain. My poor wife--half-dazed, she's trying to help me fix the problem, get me better hydrated, etc., and just when she's actually getting a better night's sleep for once in a few days!

A nice fifth anniversary gift I gave her, huh?