Making myself manic.

So it's now getting into May.  Well, we have exactly one week and one day until it's officially May...from the time this is being typed.  First off, I need to answer a question:  Yes, I DID in fact take the kids out of school for Riley's birthday.  I would have done that Cole's birthday, as well, but his was during the spring break.  I remember having to go to school on my birthday like, every year.  And it blew.  So I ask them whether or not they want to go, and surprise, the answer is "no". I get extra "good mom" points for that...only to be taken away when some fiasco like locking my toddler in the car comes along.  It's all a system of checks and balances.
Anyway, I was going to keep it on the down-low, but we are back on for the dream home.  It's almost been a week and I can't think about anything else.  I'm not sleeping and I'm craving sugar, and I'm living in this in-between state of "should I start on this?" and "am I just setting myself up for more disappointment?" Basically, stuck in limbo...keeping my house clean, and trying to keep my mind on other things...but massively failing. So there it is.  And, the saddest part, is that Riley and Jeff both are sharing in my manic activities.  The idea of our possible new home is taking up their thought processes, as well.  And so we seem to be brain dead.  Er, more so than usual.  
My realtor is gone for the week, and I have had questions every second of every day.  
Anyway, that's that.  That's what's happening here.  I've started jogging again--that's kinda new.  I feel better about myself, and it helps with the nonstop mind-tease of the house and all the possibilities.
May...that's when it supposedly all goes down.  I'll let you know more when I do.  But after thinking about it, I realized that I might as well say what I'm thinking now...so if it doesn't work, you'll know why I'm bitter about everything.  And if it does work, you can hear how properly grateful I am for all the good vibes that I know have been sent this way.  And a big "THANKS!" to you all, btw.  Because I think this second chance has a lot to do with some help from my friends. 
Okay, that's all for now.  I'm kinda tired...and kinda anxious.  That's usual for me these days.  Later Gators.