Conversation last night:
QOC: This is like the last month of pregnancy, where something might happen any minute but it hasn't happened yet, and you're exhausted and frustrated and sick of the whole thing. Except at least with pregnancy you know it's going to end soon.
DOB: That's not what you said July 6 last year. Hey, it must mean we're almost there!
QOC: I don't think there are house-selling hormones.
Then today, after scheduling three showings inside of two hours:
DOB: This is like labor: "How far apart are your showings?"
QOC: I can't do it anymore!
DOB: You can! You can! I see the head!
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LOL! Hopefully very soon you'll be delivered. :)
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