ACCOUNTANT BY DAY

I woke up at six after going to bed late, and couldn’t stop thinking about how irreversibly our lives are changing today. I tried to make myself doze a little for a while, until just before seven, but couldn’t do it. It’s too early for me to call the title company yet to find out if we’re paying or getting back, and even if I knew if and how much we were paying, it’d be too early to go over to the bank and get my cashier’s check. My roommate’s not up, so I don’t want to pack the car without her, and I don’t feel like getting into the shower just yet. The last time I can remember being even close to this keyed up and excited about something was the night before we moved into this apartment, about two years ago.

Looking around the apartment on Sunday night, we couldn’t help marveling at how much living has taken place here, and how far we’ve come since we started at this place. Two years isn’t an especially long time, but so much has happened during that little epoch that it feels much more significant. In the last year we’ve worked to improve our health, received promotions at work, made considerable advances with regard to furthering our planned careers, and now we’re topping off all that by purchasing a house in another city. So I’m just going to keep watching the clock until it’s time to call the title company and wake up my roommate. It’s just over another five hours until we start signing papers.