It’s been a couple of months now, so we officially have our feet wet.
A few weeks ago Gary and I realized that we were not going to survive financially without renting out our house, so we talked to all the children and everyone agreed that we did NOT want to return to Maine any time soon. Gary contacted a broker and she went over to look at the house. A few days later she called and said that she knew that we hadn’t entered into a contract yet, but she had a family and could she please, unofficially show the house. We agreed, and later that afternoon found out that they loved it and hoped to move in less than a week. Yikes!
Gary flew home to ready the house, and that is where he is currently. I’m “home” with all the kids, and my mother, who decided with very little warning to come visit for a week. The day before she left to come down she thought to invite Noah’s buddy, Stevie with her, so he is here visiting as well! It’s a full house!