house hunting

This sums it up pretty well:
Well, I'm quiet, quiet as a mouse can be
But inside my head it's louder than a cavalry
And I'm patient, patient as a clock
At least it feels that way when I'm counting every tick and tock
(from the song below)

I suspect I'll be JUST this irritating until I finally close on one.
Then I'll be insufferably smug for a while.
I kind of prefer being insufferably smug.