Dinner was quite nice, lovely wine. I told them about my dream apartment, and they did what I should have expected they'd do, which is apply their considerable expertise to an analysis of the proposed purchase. I wasn't prepared for the examination (I ought to have been; I have met them before, after all), and I didn't do a very good job with some of their questions. Like, why I want to move, and why I want to move there. The location seems self-evidently desirable to me, so I didn't have a good counter for their low opinion of the neighborhood, that sort of thing.
It was nice evening. I just wish I'd prepped more.
Today's earrings: owls, estrogen molecules
Bedtime reading: Longitude, Dava Sobel
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