So, God is good. He found us a home. And He did it in an oh-so-obvious HELLO NUTMEG kind of way... while teaching me an important lesson.
It makes for a great story.
To start off, I have to explain: I am a private sort of person. I know, I blog, but there's blogging to write and blogging to reveal. I blog to write. It's a fine line, but there is a difference. And through the years I think I have that line nailed down pretty well and can trot on it with my eyes closed. There is plenty to write about around here without ostracizing family and friends. Besides, I have nothing to complain about in those departments, as you shall soon see.
Since our extended families do not reside locally, DH and I have surrounded ourselves with about a zillion friends who do a wonderful job as stand-ins for family. They have been called upon for many an ER trip (some happening at midnight), overnight stays while mom had a baby, carpools, doctor appointments, or the standard cup of flour or sugar. We have an awesome support system, and I am so grateful for it.
Lately, I had not been as appreciative as I should be, simply because sometimes my privacy feels a tad bit invaded when well-meaning friends ask me well-intentioned questions about the state of.... (whatever is going on in our lives...) and in this case, about our housing situation. I was becoming claustrophobic, and kept up my evasive answers for quite a long time, while panicking on the inside about our prospects.
There. were. no. houses. out. there.
No joke. DH and I scoured the suburbs looking for something that came remotely close to what we were looking for.
Nada.
So DH and I decided that I/we needed to go looking. Physically get into the car and drive around looking for "For Sale By Owner" signs in the neighborhoods that we were interested in.
And then, I was hit with Divine Inspiration.
Why not ASK MY FRIENDS who live and drive in all of these neighborhoods? Ask them if they've seen anything and could pass along ANY information?
So, I swallowed my pride and did. It was tough to admit that we needed help, that we didn't have a plan, that time was running out. But I begged God for humility and e-mailed everyone.
That day, I got an answer.
A friend of mine
heard of an older couple in her neighborhood that wanted to sell their gorgeous 3000 sq. ft. home quickly, and since the market is so bad right now, were willing to sell it at an unbelievable price. DH and I went to see it the next day, and put a contract on it.
It's beautiful. It's big. It has a lovely home school/play room, a huge kitchen, and all four bedrooms are upstairs. The neighborhood is close-knit, with everyone looking out for everyone else, and the street is one big loop, so only those that live there drive on it. The backyard is smaller than we had hoped for, but big enough for a pool and play set. And the wrap-around patio is gorgeous.
All of these things are so important to me, and God knew it.
Of course He did.
:)