Phewww... wow, that's happy happy news! I'm so glad.
Busy, BUSY week for JBM. Gangbuster work days Tuesday and yesterday, and tomorrow looks the same. I'm not complaining - hoping the trend continues, actually - but am thrilled that tomorrow will be my last Saturday working, for a while anyway. I'll still have to work the odd Saturday morning, but that's not as bad as every bl**dy one.
In a funny twist of events, we are going househunting this afternoon. We currently live in a townhouse, not a detached house, and do not have an enclosed back garden, only a patio which fronts onto the ravine and a green space so is quite lovely... but it's not enclosed. Which means running-away potential for JB. We're always talking about "when we move into a house" and on Saunday were going for a lovely walk and suddenly found ourselves eyeing all the houses with "For Sale" signs in front of them. Here's where technology is brilliant - both of us were stood there with our smartphones, looking up the houses on the MLS (multiple listings service, where realtors advertise houses) and checking out the insides of houses we were stood in front of. LOL. Anyway, the upshot is we contacted a friend who is a realtor and asked her to set up showings for the afternoon. Most likely nothing will come out of it, but at least we can see what's for sale in the area and compare prices.
I'm a bit concerned about doing business with a friend... my gut says it's never a good idea, and I wish we'd never casually said "oh of course we'll use you when we want to move" when this friend got her real estate license a few years ago... but there it is and we can't take it back now. I hope she won't end up being terribly pushy. We've already discussed what we'll do if she is... but not a pleasant thought. I went to dinner with her and two of her friends who are also realtors, back in March for her birthday, and I'm sorry if this sounds bitchy, but I have rarely been as bored and put off as I was by this dinner. Being the sole person who was not a realtor, I felt very much odd-woman-out, and the talk was pretty much all properties, contracts, showings... yawn. I think I was further annoyed by the fact that I take evenings out very infrequently, and this turned out such a waste of an evening. It has, sadly, made me feel a bit different about this friend.
Gosh, I'm in a reflective mood this morning. Pardon my ramblings and smack me upside the head if I get boring.
Was pondering recently that I'm really feeling the lack of a close girlfriend. D'you know what I mean? Someone who completely "gets" me and likes me anyway. I miss having someone like that. I had a friend like that, who I'd have done anything for, but in retrospect, after the friendship broke up, started to realize that it was all a bit unilateral. Which made me really sad. (Hopefully my pain-filled ramblings from the first few Tea Rooms have faded from everyone's memory by now 
but this was the friend who had a massive tragedy, the death of her grandchild during its delivery, and thus couldn't cope with my post-trauma issues after I'd had JB. So our friendship ended with a bit of a bang... and I was thinking the other day that even though I miss having a really close gf, in a way I'm also afraid of letting anyone get that close again, because that friendship could also end and break my heart all over again.
Which is silly in a way... because really, any relationship could end at any time, and there are no guarantees, but that doesn't keep us from trying, does it? I mean, I fully realize that DH and I could split up... I don't think we will, at all, because we're committed to each other and would, I think, work very hard on any problems. Maybe the difference is that marriage is a defined relationship and rather difficult to leave, whereas a mere (so to speak) friendship is rather easier to walk away from. I mean, friends don't marry each other, so to speak, with a prenup and a contract that says "we pledge to get counselling if our friendship is in trouble". Hmm.
Okay, I think I just stepped over the line from rambling to ridiculous so will take myself and JB into a bath to get presentable.
How's everyone else, now that I've taken up paragraphs on my most recent angst?