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Work, work, work...

Realtor has called twice so far this morning. It sounds like she and the mortgage folks are really on the ball, the appraiser was there this morning. Wow. I faxed all of the hoopla paperwork (31 pages) on Saturday, so now I'm just waiting on a pay stub from ISA (so far).

Oh, and I think these slacks are dying. I was plugging in the power supply for the laptop and I hear the tell-tale sound of a thread ripping. Sure enough, there's going to be a problem, however, I think they will make it through the day. Perhaps I will be able to repair them, it sounded more like thread from the seam rather that the fabric. These pants are older, and have a few scars already, but I'm not eager to spend a bunch of $$ on clothes anytime soon.