Everything spins – a lot
I went to sleep last night wondering about the lot – is it meant to be, was I doing all I could to get it? On the way to Zumba, I dropped a letter at the owner of another lot saying I was interested, hedging my bet. When I left Zumba, feeling refreshed and my insides nicely shaken up, I ran into the guy that I want to buy to buy the lot from, the original one, and he said, “I thought about it and the lot is yours.”
Done.