Bungee Jumping

We have a mortgage. The paperwork arrived on Saturday. It's all in Dutch. It's terrifying. In a good way though, because it means the apartment will be ours. Really, really ours. Number Seventy Five will be our home and the place we build our family in.

I imagine that this is what bungee jumping must be like, thrilling, exhilarating and toe curlingly scary all at once.

Not, of course that I ever would bungee jump. I am far too much of a coward.