Standing on Square One
You know how it feels when you're playing Candy Land, and you're making progress and feeling pretty good about things, and then you draw the card with the little plum on it and you have to go aaallllllll the way back to the Gingerbread Plum Trees at the very beginning?
It's downright disheartening, right?
Well, that's a little how we're feeling today, and here's why:
We got word this morning that the contract on our house was terminated, and while we certainly knew it could happen, especially after the home inspector went over the place with the perspective buyer, a fine-toothed comb, and a magnifying glass, it still leaves us pretty discouraged.
On top of that, another family that is interested- and has been since August- finally had a contract on the home they're trying to sell and thought they might be able to make an offer on our house, only to have their contract fall through, too.
It's not a lot of fun to be carried back to square one after getting a taste of what the game looks like further along, say, up there with the Peanut Brittle House!
Don't tell me we have to go back to those tiresome showings and rejections!
Don't tell me we have to re-stock the little brochure holder with informative booklets about the house, and resort to counting them each time we return after a showing to see if the "perspective buyers" were interested enough to take one!
Don't tell me we have to add to the stash of realtor cards we have accumulated! We already have 18 different names, and that only accounts for about half the times strangers trooped through our house.
Sitting here among the plum trees, my courage is failing me.
I would like to get a glimpse into the stack of cards yet to be played. I would like to know if there's a "SOLD" among them, and how many cards lie between us and the finish line.
Instead, God has another idea.
He's standing here with us on square one, speaking peace, and passing out the plums.
It's downright disheartening, right?
Well, that's a little how we're feeling today, and here's why:
We got word this morning that the contract on our house was terminated, and while we certainly knew it could happen, especially after the home inspector went over the place with the perspective buyer, a fine-toothed comb, and a magnifying glass, it still leaves us pretty discouraged.
On top of that, another family that is interested- and has been since August- finally had a contract on the home they're trying to sell and thought they might be able to make an offer on our house, only to have their contract fall through, too.
It's not a lot of fun to be carried back to square one after getting a taste of what the game looks like further along, say, up there with the Peanut Brittle House!
Don't tell me we have to go back to those tiresome showings and rejections!
Don't tell me we have to re-stock the little brochure holder with informative booklets about the house, and resort to counting them each time we return after a showing to see if the "perspective buyers" were interested enough to take one!
Don't tell me we have to add to the stash of realtor cards we have accumulated! We already have 18 different names, and that only accounts for about half the times strangers trooped through our house.
Sitting here among the plum trees, my courage is failing me.
I would like to get a glimpse into the stack of cards yet to be played. I would like to know if there's a "SOLD" among them, and how many cards lie between us and the finish line.
Instead, God has another idea.
He's standing here with us on square one, speaking peace, and passing out the plums.
I understand what you are going through. We put our house back on the market four months after we purchased it because we realized it was a money pit in a very bad neighborhood. It finally sold two years after we bought it. We lost about $40,000 in two years. When we sold it, we were so relieved that the $2,500 from the sale of it didn't bother us. We just said thank you God for being with us and taking care of us. I will pray for you.
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