House shopping, the end

While looking through my tags, I realized that my house shopping years (its been 8 so far) are finally over!  We sign on Wednesday, and close escrow Thursday!  I am so excited about my new home. Not super excited about the husband working 3 to 4 days a week in Manteca though.  

These are pictures from November, but will begin to update when it is empty for some life long, before and afters.  

November 7, 2017

I woke  up with a heavy heart this morning. Spent most of my night, dreaming about water rights.  someone across the ditch thought  they had them, and a quad in the shed. I showed my mom that “he” was going to take the quad. He wasnt supposed to, so I confronted him. I was threatened.  He threatened to stab me in the chest, if I tried  to stop him. He left, and I did what was right anyway, I turned the water back on, just didnt use enough pressure to make the little whirlpool thing.  – Fast forward to this morning, when I had to go investigate the water shares at the water company .  I got there just prior to closing, but they let me look into the microphish file anyway. I found 5 or 6 amazing finds, video recordings of us as kids. except we were at the hospital, and Richard was reading and videotaping his last will and testament. (That didnt happen in real life…nd in real life, . Lisa and Tony werent there.)   then the alarm went off… I woke up, asking God to lead me, what am I supposed to do?   The still small voice said, “Always be gentle and kind”.  That has been my mantra this year, although I desparately fail so often.  

This was the devotional in Jesus Always:

I need to be mindful of how God works this out; to be diligent and do the work, but not allow it too much space in my head. 

Oct 27, 2016 How it started….

THERE  are times I really need to write…. this could be one….. names will be removed, as I have some investigating to do….  but it all started the middle of October 2016.  I could not take it anymore. Our lifestyle was wearing on us both. We eitherdidn’t have the money, or the time to do what needed to be done with the property.  For some reason it was my fault that things didn’t get done….

By chance Caroline posted a listing un Tulare.  We started a conversation. She offered to run comps on the property.  I didn’t share this information with Craig, because I didn’t want to deal a with all of the plans he had for the property.  

Fast foward to Thursday, Oct. 27th.  she left a message to tell me the numbers were coming in pretty strong, could she meet me Saturday? Just by coincident, Barabara called to talk about the property across the street from the high school.  Maybe this is confirmation that it is time?