3rd time's the charm?

Well, we received our third offer on the house today. It's not bad, but we've countered.... So now I'm laying awake in bed while my brain screams, "you should have just taken the offer, dummy!" In reality, I think our counter offer is fair, but my brain cares not for reality this late at night.

Also, we think we've selected our move date. March 19th looks to be the day I become an immigrant. At least that's what Anna likes to call me... She keeps threatening to have me deported if I step out of line once we get to England. I think she's joking.....?

Off to sleep I suppose. We'll feel better once the house is sold, and even more so when at least one of us finds a job. That would be downright...