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I feel as though I've been pretty uncommunicative lately, both in livejournal and in my person-to-person interactions, in any format. This has mostly been because something has been happening that I've been at my most paranoid/superstitious about, particularly since it fell through once already.

That said, as of today, Light and I no longer own property in Northampton. Someone has purchased the condo, given us a fairly decent price for it, and househunting on this end of the state can begin in earnest.

I keep telling Light "I feel funny on the inside" because there's too many emotions all going on at once. I'm definitely excited, scared, and a little bit in mourning, but I'm pretty sure there are forty seven other flavors in there as well.

Whee?

(no subject)

I feel as though I've been pretty uncommunicative lately, both in livejournal and in my person-to-person interactions, in any format. This has mostly been because something has been happening that I've been at my most paranoid/superstitious about, particularly since it fell through once already.

That said, as of today, Light and I no longer own property in Northampton. Someone has purchased the condo, given us a fairly decent price for it, and househunting on this end of the state can begin in earnest.

I keep telling Light "I feel funny on the inside" because there's too many emotions all going on at once. I'm definitely excited, scared, and a little bit in mourning, but I'm pretty sure there are forty seven other flavors in there as well.

Whee?