We lost the house.
All because of The Realtor.
I get so angry even thinking about her. This woman literally cost us a house. A HOUSE!
My heart is sad. In fact, up until last night I thought I’d be okay if I found out it didn’t go our way.
I was wrong.
I cried and told Will how I imagine us living in that house. How that house seemed to represent so much more than just being a shell to live in. It was like our new start.
I forgot to tell you guys the coolest part too- it was 2 doors down from Will’s old youth minister and mentor. How cool, right?
It just seemed so perfect, like such a “God thing,” so it was such a blow when we got this news yesterday.
So, today we’re entering the world of apartments, which I hate.
It’s like we took this giant step forward to move home, but are taking 5 steps back now.
I dread the thought of moving into an apartment and then a year down the road moving out. I hate moving.
I loathe moving.
So- that’s the update. We’ll be apartment dwellers by the end of this week (hopefully), and I feel so sad. Why would God allow this all to seem to go so smoothly until the end? It all just seemed so perfect.What a bummer. I just don’t understand.
I’m off for now. Again (for the 33rd time), I’m so very sorry for not commenting lately. I really hope to have real some computer time in the coming weeks. I promise to catch up with you guys. I miss “talking.”
Wish us luck…
I am so sorry to hear about the house. That Realtor lady sucks, and I hope you seriously file a complaint against her. Living in an apartment is not always an ideal situation but now you’ll have more time to find another perfect house. I’m sure there is one out there, just waiting for you. And you wouldn’t want to settle for just any old house just so you could live in an apartment and not a house, right?