I am happy to report that I need to take back every word I said about real estate agents. We lucked into someone who not only LISTENED, but found the PERFECT house for us and *all* our stuff. Out of an almost disastrous weekend came a small miracle.
I'm not saying that we've got the house, and we are all planning-the-move yet. However, I am hopeful that it will turn into a real miracle and we can have a permanent address someday soon, rather than a PO box and a cement slab on which stands an RV with a home-sweet-home sign above the side screen door. Don't get me wrong, some day I will love owning an RV. But only if it's on a temporary basis. If I have to change my hairstyle because I keep blowing the fuse on the entire campground when I dry my hair, it's going to get scary.
If anyone needs a fabulous real estate agent in the St. Joe, MO area, I can recommend a good one. She even listens.
I will share more details (and allow myself to become excited) when things firm up. Right now, it's Jello. Jello is not a bad thing. It's quite tasty.
1 comment:
I am SOOOO happy for you guys. Fingers crossed that it all works out. I like your hair as it is, no new styling needed.
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