SEX Under Stress

Why on earth would I be stressed? On Monday night, we found the perfect house...great area and gorgeous house. It's only three years old, so no scary business with the electrics; there's no wallpaper, so no stripping it only to find that the plaster falls out; and it is just gorgeous!! Hurrah!

The stress comes in because we put in an offer, first thing Tuesday morning... and waited all day to hear the answer. So, whilst I was fidgeting - all day, unable to concentrate... I bought...



These three lovely sets of "Peace Fleece" needles, even though I'm not terribly convinced by their 'green credentials'. The trees are chopped down in Maine, USA, then shipped to Russia to be made, and then shipped back to the US for selling... and I'm buying them in the UK. Hmmm.



I also bought this lovely stash, this time from "Angel Yarns" where it was on SALE!!! I've been planning to make myself the "Bonnie Bag and Scarf" from 'Rowan Weekend' for ages and this was too good an opportunity to miss. I'm a couple of colours short but they'll be on their way soon.

After all of this shopping and ridiculous fidgeting, what was the outcome on the offer we put in?

They accepted it!!! The BF and I were ecstatic. So, now we have leaped onto the merry rollercoaster that is mortgage-sorting with the waltzer stops for surveys and the roundabouts for contracts and solicitors. Marvellous. It only took us five days to get the full asking price for the house we're selling and another five days to find the house we want to move to, so it really hasn't taken too long.

After filling in a rainforest of paperwork last night, I sat with the Christmas Stocking for Thomas and watched "Carrie" - a fine movie for relaxation. :-)

PS The SIL loved the "Opal-Neons" and my "Hundertwassers" are sort of on hiatus from Second Sock Syndrome.