…love Jillian

Today I did my very first proposal!  Well, technically, it was Robert proposal but I did all the calculating and he checked my work but I did get a little bit of much needed practice.   This week is going by so fast.  Between learning, AAKC meetings, and a YARCO event at the Argosy tomorrow this week will be over before I know it.  I am flashbacking to the days of The Mortgage Store when I actually LOVED my job and while it might be too early to make that official announcement… I think those days have returned! 

         We received an offer on the townhouse today.   Hubs and I had pretty much resigned ourselves into believing we would be staying in my townhouse for a little while longer since we’ve only had 4 or 5 showings since January.  But this last showing was a winner and it appears we have the opportunity to sell it.  And of course we still have his house, so it looks like we might be moving to Belton, ick—for more reason than one.  I hate change  and have a difficult time pulling the trigger on big things.  When I decided to sell my eclipse I spent a year hem-hawing around about it.  When I left Chicago I totally cried.  When we sold my very first car I totally cried as the new owners drove off.   I don’t even like it when my family changes up the seating arrangement at family dinner.  Now, it’s time to sell……my HOME.  It makes me very nervous.  I guess I didn’t really think this day would come—it makes perfect sense to move into Hubs’ place but I am still reluctant.  We have some serious discussing to do tonight. 

          On a brighter note, this morning is the first morning in about 4 days when Tyson didn’t take a big crap in the kitchen so that’s a total plus….

The last four days:

Tyson:  I think I gotta poop. 

Maggie:  Dude, you’re gross.  

Tyson:  I’m gonna lay one down right here in the kitchen.

Maggie: They’ll be downstairs in two minutes. 

Tyson:  You’re gonna wanna go upstairs Mags…this is not going to be pretty.

Maggie:  Dude, seriously, they’re gonna kill you

Tyson:  Nice Haircut Loser

Maggie:  I don’t think it’s a good idea

Tyson:  (poop stance)

Maggie:  (running upstairs)  Tyson is pooping in the kitchen!  I’m going to stay right by your side and be really sweet so you don’t think I did it.  He is so stupid….

Me:  (headed downstairs)  Does it smell like poop?

Tyson:  Wait, What?  I don’t smell anything

(Huge pile of crap on the kitchen floor)

Me:  Tyson!  I’m going to kill you!

Maggie:  I told you so.

Tyson:  Why is she yelling so loud?

Maggie:  She is yelling at YOU!  You big Dummy!  For pooping on the floor.

Tyson:  Really?  Reeeeaaaallly?

Maggie:  Hi!  My name is Maggie!  And I don’t poop in the house!  VOTE MAGGIE!

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