Houses I Have Known.....

House #3

House #2




House #1

Here are some houses we made offers on. We're currently batting it back and forth with the bank on this third one. Its enough to drive me batty. The first one we lost, I fell head over heels in love with. It had such an pull on me. I loved the open field around it and how it over looked the river from up high on the other side. I fell in love with its vast openness and its sense of nostalgia. It just plain called to me, though it had an unending amount of work that needed to be done. I grieved hard over it when my husband said "no" and somebody else bid higher. The next one came along after months of waiting. I never fell in love with it, but I knew "I could do it". It was big enough for us, though smack dab in the middle of the city. It was just a cheap, temporary fix that we could maybe make money on later. This last one is by far the nicest of them all, though the smallest. Too small for us all, so we'd eventually have to add on an extra bedroom or two. Its got a nice piece of land with it, a big 3 car garage and an extra apartment. With the apartment, it would be perfect for our son in transition, but before it became a bachelor pad it would most likely have to be a "boys cabin" till more room could be added on. I'm not love with it, but it is a really really nice house and there is a lake and forest service land not too far away. It would most resemble our way of living now, which I think would be better for the kids than living in the city. Its also the most expensive of the three.
Its unsettling not knowing whats going to happen. We made an offer, the bank offered back. We made a counter, they countered back. Now, tomorrow, we have to make a final decision how high we're going to go. The realtor said they're probably not going to go back and forth much longer. I'm not sure how much higher we should even try to go. It would be hard going to a house thats only about 1/3 of the size we're living in now, but I think its necessary. For my husbands future in aviation, for our sons future in his field and even the rest of the kids, I think moving is probably the best for all of them. This real estate twilight zone seems just to go on an on and on. I'm beginning to think that with all the research I've done, I could become an investor ;-)
Tomorrow is the big day of decision, so I think I'm going to go pray over it again. I do weird things like that. Its just me. Normal people would have found something by now. Normal people are not addicted to water. I'm obsessive. I HAVE TO GET TO THE WATER every day in the summer time. I HAVE TO. If I'm upset, I pray best finding my way to the water. If I'm stressed out, the water calms my nerves. I just have to get there somehow. Normal peoples kids don't have to get to the forest. Mine are obsessive about being out in the forest. Normal people don't feel phobic around houses and people. Normal people are nothing like me. They are normal and I am not. Not even my kids and husband are remotely normal. None of us are. One of these days I'm going to be blogging about adjusting to becoming a more "normal" person - lol.
Well, what more can I say? Tomorrow might be the big day an agreement is reached or it might be yet another house that went by the wayside....... My sister reminded me today that I should picture God as being on His throne, capable, glorious, all encompassing. In Him "we live and move and have our being". Our very breath originated from His nostrils and we solely exist only because He chooses to allow it. How silly for me to agonize over counter offers ;-) I can't count the times God has given us amazing financial miracles that are unexplainable to "normal" people. He is certainly capable of doing it again this time. If He doesn't, he must have a better plan in mind :-)