I SAID, "If it looks like she's willing to sell to us, go ahead and buy the house," but I didn't expect to get an email at work that said, "Well, its ours." That was last night.
This is what I look like whenever I remember that, oh yeah, we have to sell our house and move in the next two months.
I'm off to Home Depot, unless anyone local can lend me a spline tool. Since there's so much to do, I'm going to start with the ripped window screen in the front. "Arbitrary" is my middle name.