We finally closed on our house Friday and now we’re officially homeless. The buyers were a father and son. The father is the primary owner and the son looks to be about 24. He seemed like an incredibly cocky jerk, and I feel certain the flowers I have so lovingly cared for the last five years will die a painful death in the South Carolina heat.
*Sigh*
But, I can’t dwell on things I can’t change, so I’ll dwell on things I can: like the new house. Come July 19, we’ll be doing all sort of home improvements and I can start planting in a new yard. Clint even suggested he might build me a greenhouse next summer and I’m not going to let him forget it.
Unfortunately, we’re homeless right now. This week we’re visiting Clint’s family in Arkansas and then we’ll be staying with friends when we return. (Might I add these friends are angels to let two humans and two dogs stay with them along with a ton of junk that wouldn’t fit in our storage unit — thank you!)
I’m just happy to be done with this first phase of moving. Next: closing on new home.