Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Mailbox anxiety

Every day (except Sunday, so at least I get a break), I walk to the mailbox with a combination of dread and excitement.

Will it arrive today?

Will it be an acceptance letter? (Yay!!)

Will it be a rejection letter? (Ok, don't cry in public...)

As of today, my mailbox remains, as always, full of junk mail, bills and letters from family. It remains empty of the two items I so anxiously await.


In other news, we might buy a house.

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