closing tomorrow

As usual, the mortgage dance is going until the last seconds. I've never known one to not close on time so I'm not sweating it but it IS frustrating to sit on the sidelines knowing what is going to happen but being powerless to do anything about it. It's like watching a car crash in slow motion except that you know that the cars are actually going to miss each other and no one will get hurt but it doesn't make it any easier to watch.
And the kids are not making it any easier. Giselle has been getting school completely done every day but the effort that it's been taking has been a little higher than I like. And then there's that little boy...