I went to my first house closing today, and my parents brought me so everyone knew not to mess with them. "Don't make me put my baby down!" I made it through about half of the signatures, but eventually got fed up with loan paperwork and my dad took me outside to scream. After I calmed down a bit, he brought me back in and the sellers asked if they could hold me. Weird, huh? I smelled like hand lotion and cigarettes when they gave me back. I got a bath as soon as we got home.
We got home just in time for the movers to do a pre-move survey of the house, after which they parked their semi tractor trailer on a gravel road by our house... snug as a bug in a rug.
By the time my parents stopped laughing they realized it was almost sunset -
Tomorrow is sure to bring more excitement when the boxes get packed!
