Patience

"Do you have a feeling that we're not as on top of things as we think we are?"
-"No, I think we're fine"

That was one of those questions that wasn't so much about the words, but more about the feelings behind the words...the slowly developing sense of panic and worry that we won't get everything done in time. Although I do appreciate his confidence in this matter.

I am not a calm, relaxed person. This was demonstrated Saturday night when I freaked over an email from the realtor. In my defense, her use of the words 'the landlords are reviewing the lease' should justify my panic. That lease begins in less than a week...what are they reviewing??? We spent time to look for this place, we wrote a check and we signed the papers. And now we would like confirmation that they have signed and it's okay to go ahead and start setting up utilities. If there was an issue, it would have been very helpful to have known about it when we were actually in the states. Not now. And now with a month to go until moving.
So I freaked. It was 11pm and I was a little drunk and I becaming increasingly upset. So my husband, being a rationale person, just phoned the realtor and left a message. But then, looking at my face, he dug out our copy of the lease and phoned the landlords directly. (He has no fear of the phone). He spoke to them and everything was fine. He failed to find out when they were actually going to provide a signed copy, but the conversation was positive and pleasant.

(It's 4 days later and I still have not seen that lease)

I'm trying to not over-react. I just want to know what is happening. I get like this. I got like this a lot during the visa process and a couple of times, I actually made the situation worse by charging in and not being patient. So I am making myself try to be calm and rationale about this.

My official 'to do' list is looking okay. It's the stuff that I mentally add, but don't write down, that is growing daily.