OK. Nobody move.

My real estate agent left today.  After about two hours.  We now have all sorts of paperwork -- listing agreements, disclosure statements and such -- signed, and she'll start bringing other agents around tomorrow at 9:30 a.m.

When I started this process more than a year ago, I was looking forward to selling the place.  Now, it's an amazing victory just to get it re-listed.  Open house next Sunday.

.... late last night, I was on the phone with a friend, and he said he had to go do stuff.  And then I said I had to go do stuff, and said, "But I'd rather just sit here petting the kitty."

And there was the faintest moment of silence, and I quickly added, "That's not a euphemism.  I'm actually petting my cat."