The norm

Waiting...waiting......
I am so close to being in my new house I can taste it. It's right there...RIGHT THERE! It needs screens on the window and a latrine before I can move in. ...and then after that a slightly higher wall around the (my!) courtyard and a door for said enclosure, a hangar to give me some shade, and a change of lock on the door. My nuns have to negotiate a rent price with the owner (a friend's brother) and then I can move in. Easy, right? That should take no time at all, right?
Neither of those two statements has ever seriously been a thought in my head.
This could take days (it will definitely take days). It could take weeks. It could, but for the sake of my sanity and heart rate I hope to Dieu it does not, take months.
So what do I do in the meantime?
Well...I wait.
I went on a little travel forray at the beginning of the month. That was fun and well timed. It was nice to come back. I like it here. I'll feel a little more relaxed when I have a house.
Ok, I'm pretty single minded these days. I could not fall asleep last night because thoughts of my new house, and what I'll need to get, and how I'll move all my things down there, and how I'll go about establishing routines and getting used to my changed environment and negotiating privacy and shopping...so many things to start living about my new life and I really can't do any of them from up in my castle.
Ok, I have some very important gmail chatting to do, so I will leave this at that. More substantial updates later...once there are substantial updates to give.