I'm in the home stretch of closing on the new house. Half my house is in boxes, and we're getting pretty excited. Suzy is excited to get into the new house, and I'm excited to stop herding cats (making sure everyone involved is speaking to eachother and doing what they need to, and I need to). I haven't even had time to really get over excited about getting the house itself. Every time I see it, I'm like "YAY!" for 5 seconds, then it becomes "Crap.. I have to call X, Y and Z."

We did go in on Sunday, and the house looks great! Especially my kitchen. I can't wait to be settled in so I can make a great dinner in there and test it out.

Tomorrow is my final walkthrough, and we should still be set to close on Friday. At least, my movers are still coming Friday and I'm telling them to put the stuff in the house. I think if I got a call saying it was being pushed back for any reason I'd go bonkers.. and by bonkers I mean postal.

I can't wait for it all to be done. I'm exhausted. Totally exhausted.