My husband was talking to some acquaintances at church, who connected us with some of their friends who were planning to sell, but whose house wasn't on the market yet. It is just the kind of place we have been looking for. We close in just three weeks!
Here are a few pictures to whet your appetite:
Isn't the yard beautiful?
I'm excited to decorate my front porch!
There will be lots more where that came from as we move in and start decorating.
So, moving means I should be madly taking things to the Goodwill, making lists, reserving moving trucks, throwing stuff away, starting to pack, right?.
But am I?
And this is why:
I miraculously found this at my local library without a hold on it last night, and so I spent the entire day reading except for brief respites to cook, chauffeur and put out fires--don't worry, not literally.
Has anybody else read this and found yourself spending every spare minute devouring it? Anyone? Please tell me I'm not the only one to get sucked in by a page-turning book.
Anyway, I finished it and will now return to my regularly scheduled (and very much needed) programming of getting ready to move. Wish me luck!