29 January 2004
Just sign the papers, young lady
Right about now, right around Philadelphia, Donna is handing over most of her life savings in exchange for a stack of papers this high, a set of keys, and a mortgage that looks for all the world like the federal deficit.
Remember that old shtick about "This is the first day of the rest of your life"? When I did this back in November, the very moment I turned the key for the first time, I knew that's where I was: square one on a whole new path. I have a feeling she's going to see it much the same way.
Buyer's remorse? Barring actual structural catastrophe say, the roof deciding to come down and pay the floor a visit it ain't gonna happen.
Now to wangle an invitation.