surrounded by the symbols of his prosperity...

I'm a superstitious person by nature. Sometimes I wonder where some of the beliefs I hold come from. For example, I tend not to talk about anything important to me around people I don't trust or who don't like me. So far that sounds ok, right? I mean why would I tell these people anything anyway? But it goes beyond that really - the reason I do this is because I fully believe that the folks I don't trust/who don't like me can affect that which is important to me with their negative thoughts/emotions/energy (Cheryl, I'm looking in your direction here). So I tend to keep silent on a lot of things until they are a fait accompli so that if something fails, I only have myself to blame. Funny thing is, I can see how my relationship with dad exacerbated this belief but the thought process feels different from a learned behavior, it is more akin to just a deep seated belief. Meh. What does this all have to do with anything? Well, for those of you who read/lurk on my love's journal, this won't be a surprise, but for the rest of you, we are buying a house. Our offer was accepted and now we are going through all the final minutia of closing the deal. The big thing that had me worried was the home inspection, but aside from a couple of well, minor isn't quite the word that should be used but I can't think of what else I should call them, problems, it went swimmingly. If only my landlords were as good about maintaining a property.
So yeah, we're going to be home owners. I'm still not sure how I feel about that. Well, that isn't quite true. I'm really excited, but I'm still not used to the notion of it yet. This is one of those big steps in life that you read about and for whatever reason, it hasn't felt like all that big a step to me. Who knows? Maybe I'm just in denial and this will all hit me in another couple of days.

I'm out.