Baby Steps

Woke up to the worst news in a long, long time.

Breathe. Try not to panic. “It’ll be ok.”

Brain storm. Reason.

Worry. Think.

Breathe.

Calm down. Find another way.

Fail. Miserably.

Worry. Stress. Cry.

“We’re gonna be alright. I promise.”

Sob.

BREATHE.

In. Out. In. Out.

Ring. Mumble. Wait.

Wait.

“Congratulations, you’ve been approved.”

And after all that, we got our dream home. Move in day is 70 days and counting.

Now where did I put those damn eye drops?