Pretty sure our house is on the way to being sold. Let's all take a moment and knock on wood. An offer was extended, the offer was accepted, the offer is being written up. Not quite a record, as our last house sold in three days, but this is a close second. This house has been on the market for a week. Both houses... loved and adored.
I'm a mixture of excited, ecstatic, nervous, panicked, alternating between laughter and tears. Excited about the new life ahead of me, but sentimental and sad about memories both happy and sad shared in this house. Today is not the day to go into details about all that, I feel raw. A new start seems to be in our very near future. The reality of that became absolutely clear this evening around 6:30 p.m.
Things will be just fine.
Later this week I'm jumping back on a plane. We'll be spending three days looking for a house, not to mention a new town!
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Now 24 hours later.... the reality is clear as mud. No written offer yet or any word from the people who made the offer. I may be coming home this weekend after all.
If patience is a virtue, I'm the most unvirtuous (is that a word?) person alive.
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