It’s been less than a week since I posted on Facebook that we were going to sell the house and move to the beach. In that week, I’ve gotten my transfer approved, which I may have already mentioned and we have had two people come look at the house to see if they wanted to buy it before we put it on the market. One person is a friend who wants it for her daughter. The other is a friend who is a real estate developer. I’m trying to keep my personal feelings out of both and have decided to go with the one who can get me to the closing table faster. I still don’t know who that is yet, but I should know something by Saturday.
We still haven’t found anything we love at the beach nor have we found anywhere we can afford that will allow us to have our animals. We’ve sent a few inquiries to “for sale by owner” properties but haven’t heard anything back yet. We have, however, heard back from every single scammer on Craigslist. It amazes me the number of homes that we have seen on Realtor.com that end up in the hands of a scammer on Craigslist offering some “too good to be true” price. They even go as far as to screenshot the interior photos and send them. I guess it’s not that time consuming if they actually find someone to fall for their shenanigans. I’m not one of those people. At this point in my life, I pretty much assume that every person on Craigslist is either a scammer or a murderer. I’m not even sure why I still use that as a resource. I guess it’s time I re-think some of my life choices.
Either way, I’m terribly excited that it’s actually going to happen sooner than later. I’ve conjured up a couple worst case scenarios in my head. The worst being that we sell our house and have nowhere to go. I think I mentioned that a couple days ago. The second worst would be that we have to leave the dogs with my sister, find a place and then come back and get them in a couple of months. While that doesn’t seem like a terrible thing and my sister is more than capable of caring for them, they are old and have never been away from me for more than 10 days at a time in their entire 11 years with me. I would be riddled with guilt every day that they thought we abandoned them. Plus, I also have an irrational fear that one of them will die and I won’t be by their side, which basically means that leaving the dogs and coming back for them is out of the question.
So, I’ve decided to have unwavering faith that we will find something that is just perfect for us. Perfect location, perfect amount of space for the animals, perfect price. FMG thinks it’s delusion, not faith that I am flying by. He might be onto something.
I’m choosing to stay positive. It’s easy to let one little obstacle derail your whole plan. I know. I’ve done it multiple times in my life. I guess that’s why I refuse to do it now.
I do have the power of potential on my side. I’m really good at seeing the potential in things, so even if we end up in a shit hole near the beach with something like a yard, I’m ok with that. I’d actually prefer that. I like doing work on the house and so does FMG, we don’t need fancy, we just need affordable for now.
I’m supposed to be going to Orlando next week for a photo shoot, but today is Friday and I still don’t know if they have “changed” the shoot. Hopefully I will find out today. If they have, we’ve decided that we will go to Myrtle Beach Monday through Wednesday to look around. If I end up going to Orlando this week, then the Myrtle trip will take place on the week of the 24th for a couple of days. I would prefer to go this week, but, I’m just taking it all one step at a time.
After all, we can’t control everything, right?
On a different note, I’m sitting here writing this at the time when I would usually be doing my workout. I decided to skip the workout today. Not for any good reason. I woke up with a headache. Working out would probably fix that. Instead, I put a face mask on, turned on my seasonal affective therapy light, and sat down to write my thoughts as I was a having a small panic attack. It has since passed and I’m about to shower and get ready for work. I have worked out 3 days this week and while that is only half of my “schedule” for the week, some is better than none. I have a lot going on and I’m learning to give myself some grace.
I hope you all have a great day. Feel free to drop what you’ve been giving yourself grace on in the comments!
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