It was just another 90 degree in the shade Friday night and I was planning my day tomorrow when something made me look at my sitemeter. It stopped working at 4:54 PM. But there was more. My whole blog disappeared.

I don’t want to go into the whole story of how I was begging my old design and host company for months to change my custom WP as I wanted to be able to make changes myself.

My head feels as if it were split open and not stitched back together so I’m just going to thank Jess of Delicious Design Studios for saving my blog, and I do mean saving the entire blog.

I was able to successfully back up my blog for the first time. Once again I had been blaming myself for a problem I didn’t cause. It feels so great to have control. Thanks Jess

There will be minor differences in the template that will or won’t be noticeable. Or maybe major ones!

I wasn’t going to say anything as I know how hard it is for so many people to sell their homes, but my apartment–well it’s good, it’s very good and by November, I should be the proud seller of my apartment.

In New York we “go into contract” and the coop board has to approve the buyers. It’s a long drawn thing made longer by banks doing whatever they’re doing these days.

It’s almost too good and while I know how hard I worked to make this a reality I will believe it after the closing is over. I know the song I’m going to put in my blog. Began singing it to myself. Thought I wrote an incredible song–with music. Then realized Stevie Wonder did many a moon ago.

There are too many one bedrooms on the market Mine is smaller. I bought it in 97 and priced it much lower than the Uppper West Side apartments mentioned in this article. If the sale doesn’t go through I will be miserable, and as I said I can’t be too excited until the closing

I rejected totally insulting bids from people who couldn’t pass the coop board. I found myself not only being insulted for myself but for the building. The people who I hope to go into contract with and then close are perfect coop residents and not dependent on Wall Street at all.

If this falls through I will take my apartment off the market, live in it and try when the market rebounds. It would be the end of a dream, but I have to believe that everything will go as planned.

Signed:
Somebody who used to have a good grasp of the English language but lost it tonight; I feel as if it should be August Fools Day