Today the kids woke up at 6:00 a.m. complaining that their stomachs hurt because they were hungry. (Gee, they ate almost nothing before going to bed. What could have been the cause?) I'd woken up at 3-something, and then again when they woke me up. Couldn't go back to sleep; just dozed. We took them to school, got back from there to eat and then go to work. Just four jobs, one of which turned out to be just a couple of retakes, but between starting later than intended and running into the second traffic jam in three days on the same part of 35 north down in Oak Cliff, we got back later than intended. We picked the kids up from school (I dozed in the car while Carole went to get them) and took them to the 406 Anna house (Chris Black nee Daugherty) to see how they liked it. Fortunately they did. (This one didn't smell. Big deal to the four- and five-year-old set. And the thirty-seven-year-old set for that matter.) Got home, Carole dozed on the floor with an upset stomach, I entertained the kids as much as I could. Curt returned my call from earlier about home-buying stuff, and informed me there could be a truckload of Autocad work ahead, so we'll see about that. Then we talked to Rebekah's Danny more about the mortgage loan stuff, and then met him for dinner at Tia's to sign all the requisite paper work for his stuff. Chris' husband Vance called us back while we were there to talk price and offers and sounded very reasonable in the process. He said they'd just guessed at the $115,000 number they were offering, so they're willing to honor whatever the appraisal says. Very cool. Danny says he'll get comps tomorrow and we'll have some sort of answer for Chris and Vance by noon tomorrow.

I'm falling asleep at the keyboard.