Have you been wondering how our move is going? I like to think so. What a feeling it must be to know that people actually can’t enjoy their day til they know how mine is going!
But this isn’t a reality show. It’s just one God-given life, and I’m thankful for anyone that follows!
The last update was October 12, following a long weekend packed full of … well, preparing to pack. The rest of October is a blur. We scraped wallpaper off. We painted. We painted some more. I learned how to spackle correctly. (Although I’m still not any good at it.)
Then came the mad flurry of getting ready for and staging the open house: stuffing boxes full, making donation runs, filling a dumpster full in five days, hiding all manner of things in all manner of places, pushing and pulling furniture here and there to create the mood.
Not that kind of mood. But it could be – the house has never been this clean and tidy!
We had the showing both days this past weekend. Saturday was eh. We had as many Poochie-friends’ people (Sadie’s, Dixie’s, and Sailor’s) as we had potential buyers.
But the two hours on Sunday rocked. And we saw it all, because we were stationed at the windows next door. (We are neighbors with family; check out more of the blog to find out about that blessing.)
(Actually, no, I was mostly watching the Pats.)
But all went well. One couple and her dad were there for almost an hour and were even deciding where to put the Christmas tree. Our realtor, Betsy, was very enouraged, and, sure enough, let us know that night that an offer should be expected.
But then, all that activity came to a screeching halt. It was Monday. A workday.
Except for me – it was a pacing day. An impatiently waiting day. Hurry! Hurry up! Now wwwaaaiiittt…. For the offer. For the information and a chance to look at possible places for us to buy.
While becoming more and more frustrated at the number of complexes that don’t want poochies. And don’t have garages or covered parking or a/c or that friendly neighborhood feel.
But as I sat down to prepare for this post, it occurred to me how we are learning to really look for the right place. The aspects we’ve considered in the past few days are revealing! What kind of neighborhood surrounds it; what’ll it be like in the heat of summer or under feet of snow; can it be ours if it’s full of someone else’s furnishings.
I can be grateful for the time we must take.
And I see the lesson God is giving. It’s summed up in a very timely post I read today from T-Rex about trusting in His plans. I like this quote that Heather used:
Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.” – Corrie Ten Boom
And, of course, there’s always a relevant verse:
It is good to wait patiently for the Lord to save us. (Lamentations 3:26 CEV)
So, that’s where we are for now. I thank you for reading!
Will we end up with the view of the Nashua River in the featured image?