So the appraiser guy showed up and I managed not to nervously barf all over myself. Spent 3 hours on Sunday cleaning the closet... Did he even look at it? No ma'am. He pretty much spent 5 minutes inside my house, then about ten outside (where the majority of the mess is) and left. Pretty anticlimactic.

Also, if you see a post with no title, little flair, and no formatting, it's because I'm posting via text. I have really neglected my blog because of Twitter, so I set up mobile posting. I still love y'all.