Saturday, September 22, 2007
Some of you said you like hearing about our moving plans and half-plans and dreams. So here you go with another post.
See this house? I discovered it this morning. Fifteen-hundred square feet and only $105,000. It even has a fireplace and sits on a .34 acre lot. Plus, the build-able lot next door is for sale for $20,000, except of course, we wouldn't build on it, we'd just buy it and plant gardens on it.
I love this house! Even though I've seen no pictures of the inside. Lately, I've been more concerned about the outside of our next house, anyway, and Tom has been more concerned about garages. :)
And although sometimes I dream about living in the country, other times I prefer the idea of just living on a neighborhood lot which appears country-ish. Which, with this house, is most likely the case.
So we'll see. During all these months of searching for a house around Richmond, you know what I've had to do, don't you? I've had to hold each house in my opened hand... no squeezing allowed. No saying or even thinking, "I MUST have this house. It's THAT house or no other." No, in our case, that would only lead to insanity and discontentment, for after all, we've been talking about this move for over a year and have watched many sweet houses disappear from the Richmond real estate website.
So at the moment, you can picture this house sitting in my little opened palm where it's free to stay if that's what God wants, or free to sail away if He has something better chosen for us.
Oh, and on Monday night a family came to view our house with our realtor and the wife loved it, wanted everything to stay just as it is, for she loved how I decorate(which made me feel good, of course). And well, we'd been considering selling our Craftsman furniture through the classifieds, but before the family left, we mentioned that to our realtor who then told the potential buyers. Later our realtor called and said the wife would have signed on the dotted line, but the husband wanted a larger kitchen and a garage (our realtor told him our carport could be enclosed). So we'll see. They said they'd tell our realtor for sure by Sunday.
But the nice thing? I have such peace about this whole potential move. I've hit the ol' ball over into God's court and it will be up to Him to make the next move... I'm leaving the ball in his court and allowing Him to work out all the necessary details, remaining ready to return the ball should it come back over the net.
And in the meantime, I've determined to just enjoy the game.