I Can't Sleep So I'm Blogging at 2 AM

Why it occurred to me to blog at this time of day/night is beyond me, but I guess that's what I do now when I've got stuff on my mind. I may not be able to sleep because I told Noelle earlier that caffeine doesn't affect me (apparently I'm a liar). It may be because I feel like I have sand in my eyes (and they hurt a lot). But most likely, it's because I'm putting an offer on a townhouse tomorrow and I'm freaking out. Not freaking out because of the money so much (although it's going to be a major commitment), but because there's going to be so much to do. And there is going to be some major adjusting as well.

And yes, I'm getting the original one I wanted!

I've always lived at home, with my family. Neither my brother nor I have ever moved out. It's time to fly the coop. I have lived in two houses my entire life. And better yet, I've always lived in the same neighborhood. The first house we lived in until I was 14. We moved maybe 1/2 mile up the street and we've lived in this one ever since. My family lives in a nice area in the suburbs and we are just about as middle-class as they come. We are kind of the "typical" family... Mom, Dad, daughter, son, a dog and a white picket fence. Well, not white picket, but we live in a nice house. There are no complaints here.

My new townhouse is going to be in a different part of town. Still in the suburbs, but I'll actually be in a different city altogether. I think the shock of driving "home" is going to take some getting used to. I've always driven on the same roads to get me where I need to go. Now I'm going to be taking different paths to get places and that just seems strange to me. Most people would just get over it, but I've come home to the same area for nearly 30 years. Wow. It's gonna be weird.I'm scared about all of the adjustments that I'm going to have to make in such a short period of time. Moving out, having a mortgage, being an adult for the first time in my life. I'm looking very forward to it all, but at the same time, it scares the shit out of me. In the past, I wouldn't have been ready for all of this. I'm ready for it now. I'm just scared. I think that's a justified feeling, no?

So, tomorrow I take the first step toward fulfilling a major life goal. I'm putting an offer on a townhouse that I love and I'm excited/scared/nervous all at the same time. Granted, my brother and I are buying it together, but it's going to be life changing, nonetheless. I'm 99.5% I'm ready for it. The other 0.5% is keeping me awake and causing my brain to run a million miles an hour!
I have a few basics (e.g., martini glasses, a vacuum, steak knives, serving bowls and a toaster oven), but there is going to be so much that I need to buy... dishes, silverware, a fridge, a washer & dryer, hopefully a new bed and a dresser ... lots of stuff! I need a loan just for the other stuff I have to buy!

I'll let you guys know how it goes if I don't die from a panic attack!