The email we had been waiting for with baited breath arrived last Friday night at about midnight. I was in bed, asleep. For months now my nights have been spent hovering on the threshold of sleep with one eye open on my inbox. I was exhausted. But, as had become my nocturnal habit, in the early hours of Saturday morning, I roused myself fully awake and checked my email.
Sitting there in my inbox were two emails we had been waiting for since the end of June. One from our lawyer and another from our agent both advising contracts had been exchanged with completion set for a week later. I drowsily muttered something to that effect to the Wooky, then turned over and promptly went back to sleep.