HOLY SHIT
. . . we just bought a house.
Well, properly speaking, we just had an offer accepted for a house. There are still lots of ways this could theoretically fall through (inspections turn up something bad, etc), but . . . we just offered an absurd amount of money for a house, and the seller accepted.
O_O
. . .
O_O O_O O_O
. . . because buying a house when you’re trying to finish novel revisions and write a novella and go on an international trip is a great idea.