On Monday, right at 3:30 my cell phone rang. I was teaching a class at Cedar Lakes Rug Camp. My husband had driven me down and I thought he was calling me. Instead, it was Tami, our realtor. “They accepted your offer,” she said.
I didn’t hear much after that. I was unable to talk to my husband for a few hours because he does not carry his cell phone with him. It is in the car, but I have to try to catch him driving in order to call him. He has since promised to keep the phone on him, but only time will tell if he follow through with that one.
We were dazed and amazed that it had happened that way. We thought our offer had been rejected. Now we have to figure out a way to make this work.
Here’s a tour of the outside
From the front:
From the side:
From the back:
From the side street:
I am so grateful to my class this year. Everyone was very supportive and excited for me. They talked about how this would be an adventure. Slowly they began to calm my nerves. That group will never know just how important their words were. Thank you.
If anyone from that camp took pictures of the classroom, can you send me one to post here?
I see a stone wall! It’s going to be amazing! I don’t know about you, but I’d rather make a house my home…start with a blank canvas and work on it. Such character. I love the land. When I bought this fixer upper, I figure I paid for the land and got the house for free. My friends all think I’m crazy, but they don’t see what I did. Now they are seeing it, as it progresses.
I love the dove story. It always rained when we bought homes. Lol it rained here.
I’m happy for you.