As my good friend Ruth Logan Herne of Seekerville would say . . .
Oh. My. Stars!
Has it been over a month since my last installment?
I do have a good excuse. Following the ACFW conference in St. Louis the end of September, I received a contract to write the next book in my “Cross Roads Farm” series for Heartsong Presents. The manuscript deadline is December 1, so I’ve been writing like crazy for the past several weeks! I finished the draft yesterday, so now I’m taking a breather before diving into revisions.
So. Where did we leave off?
It’s probably time to draw this saga to a close, so I’ll try to sum up the last stages of the move in this post. And “Prayers Answered” is exactly what we experienced.
The biggest prayer we needed a quick answer to was selling our house back in Oklahoma, and finally we got the call we’d been waiting for. The offer came in very low, however--even less than we’d paid for the house five years prior. The prospective buyers had all kinds of complaints--the carpet, the kitchen tile, outdated light fixtures, ad infinitum. We had done some updates before listing the house, but apparently not enough to get our asking price in a super-tough buyer’s market.
We finally came to terms without having to take too big a loss. But then, thanks to mortgage company snafus, the closing date we’d agreed upon came and went. By then we’d already completed the “big move”--bringing everything we’d left behind and moving it into our new home, which became available two weeks earlier than expected (another blessing, because now we wouldn’t have to pay storage costs).
Our next huge prayer was that we’d at least close in time to repay the money we’d borrowed from our IRA for the down payment on our new home. Otherwise, we’d be hit with a big income tax bill. But the mortgage company came through just under the wire, and we were able to pay back the loan with only a day to spare!
At the end of June, we moved out of the apartment and fully into our home, and we’ve been enjoying it ever since. Sure, there have been adjustments to make, especially since we downsized a teensy bit. But being here to watch our three youngest grandchildren grow up and to offer help and babysitting as needed makes all the worries and struggles of moving totally worth it.
Yep, I’m confident we are exactly where we are supposed to be!