Guys I'm in the process of buying a house which no one fucking told me is like speed dating the most expensive fucking mail order bride on EARTH and each one has bad floors or wont take your credit card or hates kids or whatever.
ANYWAY. I'm having a panic attack because I found a new mail order bride that's PERFECT--great floors. Likes me credit card. Even likes kids!‐‐and i emailed my bestie my rambling panick attack at 1am.
EXCEPT I SENT IT TO MY LENDER INSTEAD AND NOW I HAVE TO STOP SEEING THE MAIL ORDER BRIDE BECAUSE I CANT LOOK MY MATCHMAKER IN THE FACE HELP















