Ten on Tuesday

1.  I finally found my perfect spring purse when at the mall with Julie, Addie, and Lucas.  I love it!  When Ramy saw my original post about the flowered/ruffled purses several weeks ago, he thought I was posting that picture of that purse as a joke.  Clearly, it was not to his taste.  So when I brought this one home, I made the mistake of asking him if he liked it.  He said, "Oh I thought you decided you didn't like that purse?"  I said, "No, I didn't!  You didn't like it!"  He said, "Oh, I thought after that you said you weren't going to get it after all."  Seriously delusional. 

2.  The house that I fell in love with last week also went into contract (with someone else) last week.  Bummer!  Thankfully, the next day another house that I fell in love with came onto the market.  We were scheduled to see it on Sunday, but when we met with our agent, she told us that they had three offers on it already and were writing up the contract that day.  Luckily, last night another house I fell in love was listed for sale. We were going to see it, but...the house wasn't ready for showing until Monday.  The house-selling/house-buying process could completely destroy me.  Have I mentioned that I am not a patient person?

3.  This weekend, we finished the last of the big projects before we list the house.  Those consisted of getting the fences between us and our neighbors torn down and replaced.  Also, I did an extreme closet and pantry overhaul.  Now we're just getting the carpets professionally cleaned and taking a few more things to storage, and our house is going to officially be for sale this weekend. 

4.  No, I do not have expectations that our house will sell as fast as the ones I mentioned in post #2.

5.  My closet looks nicer than it has since I moved in here.  There's no junk on the floor beneath the rows of clothes.  My purses are neatly lined up on the shelves.  There are no random shoes off the shoe rack.  If my house had the ability to actually be as organized as it looks (with a ton of stuff in storage), then we wouldn't need to be moving.

6.  While the guys were here on Friday and Saturday ripping out our old fence and putting up our new fence, Sydney spent a couple of days at Grandma's house.  You see, our old Sydney girl is an escape artist.  If there's a way she can sneak out of an open door, she'll do it.  Also, she feels no obligation to get out of anyone's way.  Paddington stayed with us and stuck by our ankles even with all the doors wide open.  He was torn out of the frame by the whole experience. I  don't know if it was that Sydney was gone or that there was so much noise and commotion, but he had gastrointestinal upset the whole time.  Sydney came home last night and had her trademark snickering smile for us.  Paddington was overjoyed!

7.  Today, while coming up with the fifth behavioral plan that I've created in a week, I talked to the client about what kinds of rewards and consequences he wanted to use.  I had things in mind like credits for songs from iTunes, cafeteria privileges, home passes, movie tickets, etc.  In complete seriousness and without any awareness that it was inappropriate, he said, "BJs."  I will let you figure out yourself to which he was referring.  Hint:  it was not BJs pizza.

8.  In case you wonder, I did not use "BJs" as a reinforcer.  I also managed to keep a straight face as I responded to him.  I also did not consider asking for further input from him.

9.  I wanted to watch The Black Swan when it was in the theater, because it's a psychological thriller.  I was chicken to go though, because I don't like suspenseful movies.  So this weekend, Ramy and I got it on On Demand.  We watched about an hour of it, and then I asked Ramy if we could turn it off, because I didn't like it.  It freaks me out to watch movies of people who are psychotic, though I've never been seriously freaked out by actual psychotic people.

10. While in a conversation in public this week, Rebecca calmly handed me a booger.  I was in mid-conversation when she did it and took it without examining it.  In mid-conversation, I realized that I now had a booger on my finger.  It takes a lot to maintain self-composure while speaking with a booger on your finger.