Friday morning in the AM I awoke to find a note stuck to the mirror in the dark, something about the development going up next door. that the houses were going to be valued much less than the ones here, and our asking price would seem ridiculous compared to the neighborhood. that’s what we get for building on the first lot in the development.
anxiety spent the weekend with me and sat on my chest. i didn’t sleep well, didn’t feel well the rest of the weekend.
there’s whole lot i’m juggling emotionally. dealing with the fact that it’s over is easy, not knowing when i’ll be able to move on yet is hard.
my sanctified coworker let me know he’s praying for me and wants me to really try to make it work. he means well…