The title of this post describes how pretty much everything in my life has been left over the past week - save for, of course, my lovely sweet daughter and all things real estate.
Our beautiful new place is no longer that: Ours. At least for now. We had a very slight problem with our little financing plan and as such, we've had to hurry up and list our current place for sale in hopes that we make a quick sale for the price we need. Then, if all goes as hoped, we will rush back and put in our offer again (provided the new place is still available) - this time in cash.
This is a better (and by far a financially safer) plan but time is certainly of the essence. And holy moly have I risen to the occasion. I guess it's partly because I am no longer working and I'm enjoying this little challenge on some level. And it's also because I really want to get that new townhome. But let me just tell you: We found out about the financing issues on Wednesday night, I met with our realtor and listed our place on Thursday night, had our home clean and staged on Friday and held an open house on Saturday and three private showings since. I am on FIRE! I've got another showing tomorrow and again on Tuesday. So fingers crossed that we get an offer really, really soon, and in time to snap up that beautiful townhome -- again. *Sigh*
In other news, Maya is FIVE months old now and to celebrate, the era of baby babble has officially begun. She loves to say da-da-da-da and ba-ba-ba-ba and bwa-bwa-bwa-bwa. It's so funny because she makes really elaborate facial expressions when she does it. It's ooohhhh so cute.
Maya's also obsessed with drinking from a glass. A glass! Seriously!! It all started a couple of days ago, I was drinking a glass of water and she kept grabbing for it. So I let her hold it and the minute she got her cubby little paws around it she put the rim up to her lips, tilted her head back and started trying to drink. So I slowly poured some water in. Just a little bit. She made a weird face because I think it felt strange to have something cold in her mouth. And then...she wanted to do it again! And ever since, no glass is safe around my kid. She just wants to drink like a big girl so bad. So that settles it, I'm going to buy Maya her very own cup...AND perhaps this means that the little baby girl who won't take a bottle might just take a CUP instead!