It seems that our hot water heater is kaput. Hubby managed to get it going again briefly the day before yesterday, but it stopped working again, then it wouldn't get going again. Great! Huh? How many house problems will we have before the final sale? What else will go wrong? I don't really want to know. So, we must get a new water heater before the sale. Big money. Plus, every type of worker seems to be busy. We are running out of time. There is no way the buyer would accept a non-working water heater. This is infuriating! I just want this sale finalized so we can run the heck away, already.

Tomorrow the moving company comes to take most all of our stuff away for shipment to Europe. We aren't taking the bed or bureaus, though, so we'll have a place to sleep. But then later we will need to get rid of that stuff. Same day the buyer comes with his mold inspector. The first one he hired was a no-show last week. It sucks that they may come while the movers (and non-working water heater) are here. Having the water heater replaced today is surely a pipe dream.

My psychiatrist suggested I do a medication inventory, so I did. The only medication I will have very little of after the move is the stupid arse Klonopin, since they only fill 30 days worth at a time. I do have one prescription at one pharmacy and a second one at another, but that still won't give me much more than max 30 pills at any time. And it's possible none will be fillable until after we leave the US, though that's not sure. He's going to have to artificially raise my dose, I'm assuming. Wish I didn't even have that blasted medication in my cocktail to begin with!