Uh-oh. Rough times again.
The bank appraisal was re-evaluated and they are not budging. It's still coming in $5,500 less than the price we'd settled on with our buyers.
We can't do that. That was the money we needed to make Hobbit Cottage more winter-friendly and it's not like we have tons of money coming in to make up for that, at least not right now.
So you know? Tom and I sat here yesterday (downing vanilla Oreos since my head can't handle chocolate anymore--how unfair is that at times like these?) and discussed just forgetting this whole thing. Just staying here until we move out-of-state.
I mean, hey--Naomi found an apartment and will move away next week so I'll get Upstairs Land back to myself. And I've been feeling more peaceful about this place all week. Tom promised to do more of the mowing outside, himself (yeah, I'll get that in writing and lest you think that sounds odd, hey! He asked me to put a few things in writing, like I promise not to get all crabby if we must stay here, etc.). And he can even have the whole living room as his official man cave. I don't care anymore--just give me a getaway of my own upstairs and I'll be fine.
We'd still hold the huge yard sale and live here with less stuff--so much so--that the walls would echo (I can dream.) And we'd still rescue two more cats. Soon.
But then Tom spoke with Cher on the phone.
And long story short, she's going to try to make this work so that everybody's happy. Good luck to her, but hey-- if anyone can do that, Cher (Super Realtor) can.
So we shall see what we shall see.
What I'm grateful for? I've learned not to hold anything by its throat, whining, "If I can't have ________ then I cannot be happy ever."
I know better than that. I've been taught better by my years and experiences and by God, Himself.
No, there's only one 'thing,' one Person who I must have in order to be happy.
And I think you all know just Who that is.
The movie, The Source Code, is arriving today via Netflix. Oh my, perfect timing! I've longed to see that film since the first mili-second I saw the advertisement, for that's probably always been my favorite genre of film--I'm talking since I was a kiddo watching hokey Sci-Fi on Saturday afternoons.
Anyone else see it? Without giving anything away, what did you think? :)
"My times are in your hands, oh Lord..." ... Psalm 31:15