We have... More Indecision?

So here's an e-mail I sent to my family a few days ago:

Me: I don't think they will finish on time.

My Mom: They'll finish on time.

My Dad: They might not finish on time.

A Coworker: Um, he may finish on time. But he might not.

The Builder: I still think we can finish on time.

The Real Estate Agent: I'm starting to think that he might not finish on time.

Me: Damn it.

But, if it's not done, he will pay to keep my rates down and to keep my storage, and to keep me in the ExtendaStay. However, closing at the beginning of the month will cost me more in terms of pre-paying my interest rate.

And it's a hastle.

Arrg.

After that depressing revelation, the next day the real estate agent called to say that we could close... Friday instead of Thursday. After an additional day of worrying about the delivery of my stuff (scheduled for my new closing date, would have to be moved to a week later if it had to be changed, at a cost of $3/day for extra storage), my I-always-say-yes-of-course-wecandoit! builder said that I can have the stuff delivered before the close. So all, at least for now, in my constantly changing new home purchase appears to be going well.

And I have walls! Oh, baby! They just need a bit more plaster. Cross your fingers that I'll have cabinets when I stop by tomorrow for my 3 times weekly ritual of peering in the windows.

I went home last weekend. Friday I stayed over at Jenn's, since I didn't get to say goodbye to her, Adam and the kids before I left. We just hung around the house, but it was really nice to spend time with them. The baby, Hannah, has developed an attitude. Jenn says she doesn't know where she went wrong, I said, um, of course your kids have attitude! You have attitude (to spare).

The next day I hung out with my dad, who shocked me by offering to cook me lunch. I kept my request simple (scrambled eggs and cheese, with the brown eggs that I left them when I moved) and happily ate the (from the freezer) pie that he baked me too. And I didn't even have a father's day gift for him - unless you count the stuff I brought him from India (a shirt, coffee, and - don't ask - toothpicks).

Then I hit my hometown's new Ikea with Autumn and Madilyn. It took us four and a half hours to get through the place, but I got a damn good parking place. And some cute glasses, pretty storage boxes, and cork pot holders (2 bucks). Also, it was nice to hang out with people my age who I know and can joke around with in i-schoolese.

In other news: Who has a super-successful former 622 group? I do, I do! But, looking at Noor's blog, it doesn't look like she's made the announcement yet, so I'll stay silent (I can, you know). Let's just say they are lucky to have her!

Coworkers continue to be cool, I'm learning a bit about patents and financials, still sick of the ExtendaStay....

Tomorrow is Friday! And, it may be my last weekend not in my own place, where I will have my own Westie puppy. So cute. And I can walk it in the great park that's about two blocks from my new place. This weekend, I get to see tons of bands at Cincinnati's Desdemona Music Festival. I don't even mind that I'm going all by myself :)