You think you have problems.

So, we found out today that the sale of our house in Minnesota was really just some dumb ass's idea of an impoossible dream...even maybe a stupid joke. As was the sale of our condo in Arizona last winter.... do we see a pattern here? Both times, we waited till the last minute...not knowing....frantically desperately hoping...nervously expecting the worst....literally the very last minute and wouldn't you know it...everything unravels in one big gawd awful pile.

Now... what do we do? Don't get me wrong. We have a lovely home and property. It really is a great blessing to us and to our family. It's not the house... it's the transition we both desperately have wanted and needed... Now we are second guessing everything. Shaken. I read recently some wisdom from a 90 year old woman: "What doesn't kill you, really does make you stronger." Well... I sure hope so.

We are both sort of in shock...as we had hoped this was our ticket out of dodge....our sites are really set on being gone from here... to start a new life somewhere... else... we didn't really know where... But anywhere and well... to prove it, I packed most of my belongings in boxes... Dennis spent the last few weekends dismantling shelving in the garage, his shop and packing away all of his clothing. He handily and promptly sold my four wheeler, his target shooter, our small refrigerator and was ready to have our TV and grill hauled away tomorrow. We sent lots of our furniture packing...some with Jada, some to nephews...etc.

I actually flew back home from Arizona for the closing... hahahah jokes on me!

When I came home, I refused to pack any more until D Day. And am glad because that's just a lot O f'n work. However, even with that... I am short all kinds of furniture as I gave a lot away. We have a guy signed on to come over on Tuesday to move our stuff to storage. We cancelled our utilities, phone and internet service. As we were to be out Oct. 1. So, now we have to put all that back on... yikes.

Worse yet... the would be house snatchers have all of their personal belongings in my shed.

I am sick to my stomach... and I need a hug.