No, I’m serious, tomorrow I am going to fill you four readers in on my life these past couple of weeks, complete with the fiasco of trying to bid on a house that is more or less a shell, people who drive on 495, and contract lawyering (if you can call it that, lawyering, that is). I will be kind and break the posts up into several manageble parts, but be prepared for lengthy reads. You should read each and every word though, because it will be chock full of very handy tidbits of information.
But right now, I’ve had about a bottle of wine, so the coherency factor of my sentences is oh, about negative fifty. Wait till tomorrow, my four friends, wait till tomorrow.
