Ok, so I am minding my own business…
Getting on with my new life.
Then the Universe decides what??? I am giving in too easily? It is bored with me succumbing to fate? It doesn’t want me to linger here and be happy??
I don’t really know.
But tonight I got a text from my real estate agent.
Seriously.
About my house.
Not just ONE person wants to look at it, but possibly two.
What. the. hell?
It is off the market. I am staying. Right? This morning I was good with that…I still am.
So I called my parents, because they are always my voice of reason, they didn’t let me down.
My Dad said to write a list, 10 good things about living here, and ten bad.
I had a nap, thought about it and then started my list. I came up with ten reasons that are good, in no time, I could only come up with two valid bad things. Sweet. That tells me that staying here is the right choice.
I am also no dummy. I know it is just a house, and as much as I love it, if I can make a good dollar on it, I can downsize and move on to a different house, even though that doesn’t really feel like the path I am supposed to be following on right now.
But who knows, maybe I haven’t got a fucking clue what I am supposed to be doing, and I just think I do, stranger things have happened.
So I text Anita back…
If these people are gonna come over at 9:45 on my day off…they better be serious about buying this house. I am now asking for 11,000 more with the roof fixed.
If they are serious and still want it, I will show it, otherwise I am seriously not interested. I would rather lounge around my house in my pajama’s til noon…cause I can.
And you know what?? I am not even gonna clean up…it is what it is right now, I am comfortable, happy, and a little bit messy. Take it or leave it…I am not going out of my way.
Maybe there will be a bidding war, maybe they will both want it. Now that would be the ultimate in irony wouldn’t it? Until then I am happy to be here for however long it ends up being…
Happy Tuesday friends…xoxox
