Double uga.

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Everything has been submitted.  Haven't heard finality of closure overtures yet, from the bank.  But, really?  Still rather good, and quick.  Everyone wants it faster, but this... IS faster.

I contacted the seller.  They will be heading out midafternoon tomorrow.  So, depending on when I get closure... it may not be until Monday until I can pick it up.  But, should I have heard nothing by tomorrow, I will begin calling and emailing around 8:30.  I had thought 8:00, but they... will just be getting in to the office, setting up.  Give them time, and a coffee, anyway.

Really, not bad.  It'll work out tomorrow or Monday, or... Tuesday.  Or... Wednesday.  I'm... not worried.  Should get a good nights rest.  I am quite shot.  Didn't even get to town.  But... did a lot of tracking, asking, tasking, chatting, and such.  Sort of pleasant, if so unused to it that it is exhausting.  Especially added to the long, far, late day yesterday.

I... thank God for suffering, efforts which stretch me, and such.  It might be nothing to you.  But to me, it has been like being a piece of bubble gum caught on a tire, right after being dropped so still warm, but in the cold.  Stretching to the breaking point.  As I may have mentioned, I was made for these things.  Hard choices, hard ways, right to and beyond the breaking point.  All good.

Have a goodnight.  Dream well, sleep well, pray a good prayer, for fools, simpletons, geniuses, and the rest of the yahoos and yahoolettes.  Meh.  Goodnight.