So after 4 and a half days of cursing the estate agent’s name, they finally phoned to say that the vendor had accepted our offer.
Steven’s in a state of advanced panic and I’m resisting the urge to phone the estate agent back to check that I didn’t imagine the whole conversation.
I had planned on a long, well-thought out post today discussing my success with NaBloPoMo and what’s it taught me about blogging and my particular approach to blogging. I’m afraid that, given the news, it’s amazing that I’ve managed to post actual words at all and not just complete gibberish.
There will undoubtedly be more to follow on this subject but right now I need to go tend to my shattered nerves.