It's not even noon here in Portland (it's probably later where you are) but the morning was spent on the phone & fretting about issues almost entirely out of my hands but relating to selling our house in Fort Worth. We're supposed to close today & various repairs related to our contract - which appear to have been finished - have apparently not been sufficiently documented to the satisfaction of - well, take your pick: the buyers, the realtors, the insurance company - & have therefore resulted in - I'm not sure yet! Will the sale fall through? Will it be delayed? What will it cost if it's delayed? Holy shit.
One thing is clear: there will not be a Self Help Radio at noon today. I & the wife have been on the phone all morning long, our next-door neighbor has been sending pictures, at some point even someone of the phone agreed that it is kind of a shit-show.
Instead of scrambling to get the show done at some point today, I'm just going to plan for noon tomorrow. I hope this isn't an inconvenience or disappointment. I know this is like the second time in four weeks I've done this & I don't mean to make it a habit. My apologies.
Someone's texting. This will never frickin' end.
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