Up there with “You may kiss the bride” & “Congratulations, it’s a boy / girl”, “Go ahead and give the apartment complex your 30 day notice” has to be one of the greatest phrases ever uttered to us.
It is like the 8th month of pregnancy has arrived. We know that something cool is coming in a month, we don’t know the exact date and we probably aren’t as ready for it as we think that we are. Never the less, we are really excited.
As everyone has told us, the last month, all of the detail work, will seem to take the longest. I don’t know if it is necessarily taking longer or if it is simply the anticipation of being able to see a light at the end of the tunnel. We are so close, but when I look into a big empty room, it is hard to tell if 30 days is a pipe dream or not. There is still so much to do and now the clock is ticking.
Craig has said that we can sleep in his guest room if we aren’t done.