About the throwing up thing. I was just kidding.
But perhaps the Spirit of God was moving within me to declare a warning. A warning that I would find myself at 1 am in the bathroom with a trash can in my lap, and...ahem...performing other most uncomfortable evacuations.
I even sustained a hurling back injury! Is there such a thing? My amazing husband took the day off to take care of me and good thing because Cati started throwing up by mid-morning. I have read so many of your blogs and it seems there are MANY of you dealing with this as it cycles through your family.
But the best part about it is I was so uncomfortable that I was unable to obsess about whether or not our offer was going to be accepted. We were too busy cleaning couch cushions and clothes because of poor Cati. And it is now 4:15 pm and we still have not heard anything. So as I type these words I don't have a clue what the answer is.
So I am going to push this handy dandy save button and wait until I hear the final answer...You are getting up to the minute info, friends...how fun!
UPDATE: 8:52 pm. We have heard nothing! This is torture! Apparently, we won't find out until tomorrow. We pray this is in our favor that they have needed time to mull it over. DO NOT STOP PRAYING!
I will post tomorrow and let you know. If I make it through the night.