When God closes a door…
…isn’t He supposed to open a window somewhere? If it’s out there, I can’t find it. This week has sucked. Totally, completely, horribly, SUCKED. We drove over 500 miles last Saturday to look at houses and job hunt in a city we’ve been considering for a while. We discovered that despite some early promise via an internet search and over the phone, houses are not that much cheaper than they are here and there is no job opening for Dan right now. No point in moving there if there’s no work. No showings on our house in more than a week - not a single solitary one. Add to that, five more houses in our neighborhood went up for sale this very week and one is listed at around $50K less than it is worth because it’s on the brink of foreclosure. If it sells for that amount our comps will plunge and we’ll have to drop our price. And if we drop our price we probably won’t have enough to pay the settlement in the lawsuit. My very promising, very hopeful (please, please, please), awesome work-from-home opportunity has died. They have no more work and now a very scary possibility that I won’t get the more than $2000 they already owe me. My daughters have had an excellent week with their friends and Amy seems to have finally found someone she can really connect with. They’ve spent almost two whole days together doing all those fun “best friend” things you so look forward to when you’re nine. And now we have to move. I have hives from all the stress - huge, red, itchy, horrible, ugly hives. I don’t know how much longer we can hang on. And I’m scared.
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April 21st, 2008 at 2:50 am
Oh Layla, I’m so sorry. SO SORRY. I’ve so been there. Heck, I’m still sort of there. I cried buckets of tears tonight over the move we just made. Email me if you feel like it, we can commiserate.
April 21st, 2008 at 6:14 am
That sucks. I hope it looks better for you tomorrow… thinking of you guys.
April 21st, 2008 at 12:44 pm
Hang in there, it’s all you can do. We’re right there with you, in this absolute DISASTER of a housing market. A few more weeks and we (celebrate?) one whole year on the market - a whole year of wasting money and keeping hopes up. Something has to give.
April 21st, 2008 at 8:16 pm
You will be in my thoughts. I wish warm fuzzies could make it all better.
Huggles!