When Dave got home he thought something was wrong. I seemed to be off. I haven’t any reason to be but I’m not exactly jumping for joy. We’re putting it down to tiredness.
Dave handed in the solicitor forms and did his client identity. We are back to a waiting game. It’ll only be a week tomorrow since we put the offer in. I guess my impatience is making it feel longer.
I’ve been looking at furniture again. I find shopping around for furniture more exciting them clothes. I won’t be able to keep my composure soon. I’m finding it hard at the moment. I wanna know the next step.