I feel like I could just explode!

It's one or two weeks until we close on the new house.  The house we've been waiting on for multiple months.  The house that has no stairs.  The house that DOES have a flat motorcycle-friendly driveway.  Secrecy laws prevent me from actually posting any photos of the house in question.  I can neither confirm nor deny that it looks awesome, and lacks only a yard to bring its curb appeal to full flower.

People have been telling us for some time that "the next part will go really slowly."  I didn't think that was going to happen, as every day seemed to bring a new appliance or coat of paint.  Now, the next week seems like it's going to be a month long.  I am not a patient person by nature, but I've waited this long so I think I can gut it out for another week.  After that, I'll just go sit in front of the house until they let me in.