Trying to catch my breath

What a week! Late Thursday night we accepted the offer on our house. Friday and Saturday were spent in a purging/packing frenzy. Sunday was a whirlwind of houses - we looked at about 10 potential houses. All day today was spent getting our ducks in a row to make an offer.

All that, plus the company Mike works for just purchased a building today. And the owner may be making an offer tomorrow to buy out another company. It's a long story that I won't go into here, but this is something we've been waiting on for a long time - it's been at least two years in the making.

It's all happening so fast that I'm having a hard time catching my breath. I'm too overwhelmed to stop and realize that I'm overwhelmed. I just keep putting one foot in front of the other and trusting it will all work out in the end.

And if it could possibly work out for the bank to accept the offer we submitted tonight, I would be completely overwhelmed by God's blessing. The house is gorgeous; it's a repo so we'd be getting it at an incredible price; the offer we gave is exactly the price we had in mind to pay for a new house; and the house would be absolutely perfect for us.

Please pray that God's will will be done!

P.S. Do you know how long I tried to think of a way to say the previous sentence without typing the word "will" twice in a row? It just seems weird to me. Is it really grammatically correct? Is there another way to say it? Is this some psychological thing where I obsess over a teensy little grammar thing because I feel so out of control with everything else?

(I think it's time to go to bed. Goodnight!)