Hmmm, yes, I have a distinct memory of our bank guy completely ignoring me in the interview and focussing on hubby who had the money. I was not impressed to say the least, but hey, that's the way things are. ::mutters a great deal::

Waiting to get the keys is just so....I want in now, I've signed my life away, let me in now! The wait's a pain, but once you get in there and sit down on the floor of your empty loungeroom and have your first meal on the carpet...::grin:: It's a great time.

Hope you have fun.

Nutty
(not at work, watching Supernatural when she should be writing)