Hurry Up and Wait....

I'm a planner.  It's what I do. 

So, it really irks me when I know my current lease expires in a month, but I have no idea where I'm going to live. "I should have already planned this! Hurry up and plan!" is what my subconscious screams. But, we are waiting for Father to work things out for all parties involved, and we have no real direction.

The blessing is that we have a house to move into if we need to do that. The downside is that we will really mess up this beautiful house if we move in it. You know what living does to white wall paint...

So, here we sit.  We had another showing on Wednesday afternoon after I wrote the last entry. We got immediate feedback from that one, where the house was ranked a 4 out of 5 with no comment on how the prospective buyer felt about the pricing of the home. When asked if the buyer was interested, the response was "Somewhat." I guess realtors have an eye for this sorta stuff, so my realtor called the buyer's realtor and asked what was up. The other realtor disclosed that the party is interested, and we are on a "final list" for his wife to review when she comes to town. That is encouraging, I guess, except that we have no idea how many other houses are on the "final list." But, it probably means something when a prospective buyer all of a sudden becomes cagey about how well he feels your house is priced.  And so, prayers go up...

There is no way to describe the look on The Boy's face when he answered that realtor's call, only to discover that it wasn't an offer--instead, was only an update of the situation, albeit encouraging. Still, the sale will come. It will come.