A little to the left...

I think there is only so much free space in my mind, much like an outdated laptop. I have all the programming I need to write a story, but I'll be darned if I can get the words to come out when I'm preoccupied with the house buying drama.

I want to buy a house and move into it before we're forced to leave our home. It's not going to happen. Option 4 (ya heard me, we're on our 4th try) might have a mold. We're working on back-ups, one of which was option 1 and is now back on the market, but I could use a break here.

I'm stressed so much I'm actually exercising, and I loathe to sweat. Sweating is gross, lets face it. But I need to do something to avoid homicide. Aerobics it is!