We have a signed lease! YAAAAAY! Finally, we can move!!!
Some Catholics may quibble and say my Saint Joseph statue didn’t do his duty because we didn’t actually SELL our house, but honestly, finding someone to rent the place from us is just as good. In fact, it’ll be better to wait to sell until the market rebounds a bit more. Plus our renter is a nice, normal person with great credit and no inclinations to spray-paint the walls neon pink or skin goats alive in our bathtub — pretty much a dream tenant.
Now the packing begins since we’re set to move the first week in June. Pretty soon, we’ll be Delawarians — is that what they’re called? Oops, I just looked on Google and I guess it’s “Delawarean.” I guess I’ll just have to furiously study Delaware fun facts online before our move date. Like — what’s the official state drink? Do we have a mascot? Oh, the things I’ll have to learn!
Somehow, this doesn't seem as bad ass as when people from Texas say it.
Since my failed trip to the gym and subsequent trip to the Big Buns bakery, I’ve been doing Jillian Michael’s 30 Day Shred every morning. You know Jillian, she’s the tough-as-nails trainer from the Biggest Loser. Anyway, her DVD is fantastic! The best nine bucks at Target I’ve spent since that magnum of cheap pinot noir.
Today Ollie and I joined Ingrid and Laura (and their toddlers) for a morning Shred Session. While the three of us sweated away doing plyometric lunges and back extensions in Ingrid’s basement, the babies beat us on our backs with toy frying pans and Matchbox cars. At one point all four kids even had weights in their hands and were pumping iron while ogling Jillian’s buff abs on the TV. Maybe that will be the new trend in home workout DVDs — having toddlers in the background cracking whips while chubby moms sweat like hogs.
Afterwards, we debated hitting up the local bistro’s all-you-can-eat pizza buffet for lunch but restrained ourselves. Sweet progress!
Did you know Jillian also rides a Harley? This lady is no joke. LOVE her!