With the stroke of a pen, the Catholic Church did away with limbo.

If that is true, why do I find myself there yet again?

It is the week before the close of escrow.  Complete silence.  All of the inspections have been completed.  All the preliminary paperwork has been signed.

There is nothing I can do.

Plans are in place:  What to do if the squatters are still present; which house to renovate first; funding for the renovations; WonderWoman and her trusty side-kick are ready to go . . .

All I do now is find myself stuck in this spot whereas there is nothing to be done but wait for the Escrow Office to call.

But maybe this isn’t limbo?  Maybe it’s Ohio.

Or it is the calm before the storm?  Once the eye of the storm has passed, I will find myself within the fury, fully committed to making this project succeed. 

It is within my nature.  The finished product is squarely within my sights.  The internal mechanism within myself which states this project will not fail due to lack of effort on my part.  This project must succeed for the alternative is too foreboding to entertain.

For now all I can do is wait.

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