There's a contract for a home with my name and signature all over it, you guys! Shit just got really real.
I may need a Xanax. Or a straight jacket. Perhaps a noose?
|You really can't deny the truth in this.|
On a side note, when I told the dude at the running store yesterday that I am running the Tar Heel 10-miler next weekend, he wanted to know what my goal time is and asked if I'm going for 8- or 9-minute miles. Apparently I only look speedy. Also, he was pretty adorable.
A house contract and some eye candy. All-in-all not too shabby for a Thursday afternoon.
Nice:) Congrats on the house! Lovin the 2nd picture:) So true!ReplyDelete
Congrats! Don't freak out. :-)ReplyDelete
That's a pretty awesome day. You can totally do 9min miles, and you better go back and brag to him about it after!ReplyDelete
Did you get that guy's number??ReplyDelete
Congrats on the house! And the potential man friend...?ReplyDelete
Yay, congrats! Now go get the hot running store guy!ReplyDelete