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Shitty Blogger!
Last night's post didn't post:

At 4:10 the seller's realtor called
my realtor (my new best friend):
"They're not in town, I guess;
I can't get in touch with them.
Can you extend the time?"

My realtor: "I don't know. I'll have to call them (us)."

Nine minutes later.

Seller's realtor:
"They just called! I'll fax the bid."

Price?
Lowered by $4,900.oo.
We had asked for $37,000.oo lower.

I think I know what I'm going to do next
(as opposed to what "we," both my partner and I,
will do next--which is at the very nexis of our problems--
why must everything have so many layers??);

what would you do next? how long would you wait to make a move
and why?


And now, I'm left with this decision all alone!
Literally. My partner left for a convention this weekend
and won't be back until Sunday.

I feel as if he has shrugged his shoulders
and said, "Whatever you think's best."
Which, um, actually, he did say. W/o the shrug.

So people, any thoughts out there
while I take a shower?