Husband is home again from Atlanta, and I've never been so glad to see him. He wasn't gone that long--only 3 days and 3 nights this time--but the evenings without him, with just me and the girls here at home, yawned open and empty like a bottomless pit. I love both my girls dearly, don't get me wrong! But the 3-1/2 hour gap of time between Bean waking from her afternoon nap and bedtime for both girls was SO dismaying.
My dear Husband, though. Bless him. He got home late yesterday afternoon, and we both immediately sat down together to talk over speaker phone with our mortgage company loan officer. Bean woke up in the middle of it, but after the phone call Husband scooped her up in a big papa-love-hug and she was his for the rest of the evening. The darling man even took her and Sister to the pool for the hour and a half before dinner, while I stayed at home, quietly cooking and having a little cocktail. It was a heavenly hour and a half and just the little break that I needed. And I didn't even have to ask!
No big news to report on the home-buying front yet. We're talking to an attorney today about drawing up a simple contract for us, and then we're going to invite those neighbors over to talk tomorrow or Saturday. Husband wants to ask them what they honestly think is a fair price for the house. Then we can fill in the contract with them right there at the table so that we don't have to waste time going back and forth over price. These neighbors strike us both as trustworthy folks, so we don't expect them to get all greedy on us. Again, crossed fingers. I'll keep y'all posted, and thanks for your good wishes and advice so far.