We are two days from closing... I can't sleep I can't focus. I feel like a child the day before his birthday eager with anticipation constantly asking the time constantly wondering whether it's tomorrow or not. Except that this child also has the small fear building underneath him that he won't get a birthday this year that he'll get to tomorrow and they'll inspect the birthday cake and find a flaw in the frosting and toss it out the window or mom will find the birth certificate and realize: "Sorry son your birthday was actually last week guess we'll have to wait until next year to celebrate, too bad."
I want my birthday house.