I wished that we could get an offer on our house.
So we buried a statue of St. Joseph in our yard
last Wednesday. On Wednesday night we got
an appointment to show our house on Thursday.
The lady came for the showing and then wanted
to see it again on Monday. Yesterday she made
an offer...not a great offer, but an offer.
We are in the middle of some red-hot negotiations
that are making me sweat buckets and have my
stomach in a thousand knots.
Be careful what you wish for, you just might get
(photo by deannedaffy via flickr)