8 days...

So, the HVAC for our place just got a hold of the seller to make the repairs. Um...right. 8 days. So, he's leaving himself 4 to do a big job, and the sellers will need for to do the finishing touches (drywall, etc.). Seriously, out of all the transactions that I've done, this has to be the one with the most issues, and the fact that I am more emotional involved with this one than all the others doesn't help. Again, 8 days.

In other news, I am heading up to AC this evening with some friends (hence, the picture of the Showboat Casino up top). I'll take in some $1-$2 NL action and we're playing in the $50 tourney at the Showboat tomorrow morning. My bankroll has ballooned these past four months to just under $1500, so I'm take $550 with me, an amount that I am comfortable losing if the cards turn on me. I'm actually due for a couple of horrendous bad beats, as I've been running pretty hot, although that's not to say that everything's gone my way lately (two nights ago I was playing some $20 sit-n-gos on-line and I got knocked out of two of them when my K-K lost to A-Q, and both time the A-Q boated up...pretty sick). Still, nothing horrendously bad has happened. Overall, I'm excited about the trip. It's really a going away trip for Rusty, as he's moving to Cincy in a couple of weeks.

Well, let me go try to actually be productive in the next 90 minutes before I head off. I'll be back late tomorrow night, so you won't hear from me until Monday, most likely. This weekend, I'm scheduled to take a renter around to properties in Odenton, but nothing else is really going on...besides, of course, packing.

8 days... LOL. Phone ringing...

Peace,
Greg