It hasn't been a good day. Mara and I are dragging and just don’t want to be out here (that old last week before time-off funk). We've tried to keep our spirits up, but the loan thing took the wind out of our sails.

Mama has been a basket-case. She's real emotional right now. The loan being put on hold yet again really hurt her. She feels like she's the thing that's holding up the loan (because of those bankruptcy items
That should not be on her at all). We had an e-mail spat because I told her to quit saying melodramatic things about how she was going to sign the house over to us and get an apartment so that we could get on with our lives. She took it wrong, though I was mostly just trying to tell her to quit worrying; that we were not upset by the latest developments. Frustrated, yes; I mean, we had already signed the fucking papers, and thought it was just a matter of getting insurance. I called her and sort of straightened it out.

It's been one of those days.