I have no less than three posts in draft and they're all made redundant by what just happened.
My father called me and informed me that the deal on the first house is going through. I had written it off and was carrying on life searching for different options. Now, all of a sudden, I'm moving.
I think the house is great, and will be good for me, but I seem to have lost control of the process along the way. I'm in a state of turmoil.