I had the weirdest dream last night. I was trying to check out of a hotel, but didn’t have enough money. So I had to play a complicated half-text, half-graphics computer game in order to find real gold that I could then weigh and use to pay for my hotel room. Every time I brought more gold back to the hotel clerk, it wasn’t quite enough. I had solved, I thought, every puzzle in the computer game and thought there was no more gold to be had… but the clerk insisted that there was more, that I hadn’t found it all. That there was one puzzle left unsolved – but he could give me no hints as to the location of the puzzle, so I could find it and solve it. But that only ALL THE GOLD in the game would pay for my room and allow me to leave, so I’d best hop to it if I wanted to leave. A friend’s mother was there and trying to reassure me that I could find all the gold and she kept trying to tell me everything was going to be OK, even though I was getting more and more frustrated that I couldn’t find the last of the gold, and I *knew* I only needed a few grams more, but I just couldn’t find it. I couldn’t check out of the hotel, and I had places to be, and either I was going to be late or time was running out…
Gee, what do you think THAT means?
We were supposed to close on the property today. As of yesterday, we still don’t have the loan. One red flag came up Monday. MONDAY. We were supposed to close TODAY. They couldn’t have found a problem a week or two ago? Gah. Anyway. So we have a two week extension, both for us to work with the lender and for the owner to get the repairs done that the lender says are the most important (the appraisal just happened last week).
Sweet Zombie Jesus. At least I’m also not getting a mammogram today, like last year. Ugh.