*Huge sigh of relief* : It's Friday and the week is nearly over!
*Gut-clenching anxiety* : It's almost Saturday!
*Cue up the eerie music and start the oddly angled camera panning*
Also on Saturday, the condo that we had renovated is going to be going up for sale. I apologize in advance for the bubbly updates and reminders for however long it will be on the market. I'm more excited than I have any right to be about selling the property. It's just an event that's wrapped up in a bunch of good stuff! My tenants are getting a house, my finances won't be an abysmal hole of echoing blackness, and the constant nag on my anxiety of a second property will be gone. All happy stuff!
Don't forget that this event is happening! I even picked up a couple table decorations AND now I can let you know that I will have a couple of books out at sale prices. You only have to come to the show to get the books at the sale prices! :D
Why are Authors crazy? I can't answer that, but I can provide bits of my own thoughts so that you can piece together why I may be.