Okay, trying to take deep breaths, cause I can feel the panic attack rising in me again and I thought I had it under control.

I told H that "The owner of the townhouse has said to just move in, they will deal with body corporate and not to worry."

Answer:
"Good. So you take possession on Friday?"

You see I was still stupidly pinning my hopes on what he said to me Sunday and that he would be moving with us, now this.

Sorry, as strong as I try to remain, it does get to me and down I go again feeling sick in the stomach and wanting to stamp my feet and scream.

Oz


Trying to keep hope alive