Letting Go the Dream

Three months into the grand attempt to sell our wee little house and we have officially failed. The realtor we signed with hasn't called us even one measly time to schedule a showing. I'm not entirely sure if it the result of a poorly timed sale or a poorly chosen realtor. I will say that our realtor was die hard positive that she would, (and I quote) "easily have our house sold in two weeks." She even mentioned investors for property that would love it. She told us that we needed to remove half of the stuff from our house into storage and keep our eyes peeled for the house we wanted to buy because it was going to happen fast. Boy howdy, was she wrong. Not only has it not sold, but it hasn't even been looked at or called about.

We've spent the past three months without a good majority of our belongings. I wiped our walls clean of family photos and art, cleared our refridgerator of every magnet, bought drapes, painted, cleaned, cleaned, and cleaned some more, and even kept the house clean and clutter free. We signed a contract with Miss Realtor and it was for a year. The only grace was that we are only obligated to use her to sell our house for 90 days and then anything that happens after that won't be penalized with money into her pocket if we actually sold with someone else. It was a bit of a mess and next time we attempt this, I've learned to do my research.

So what does this all mean? Why am I saying we officially failed? Simple. As of next week, we will be officially taking it back off of the market. We talked it over and feel like this is where we are meant to be...at least for now. If we sold the house now, we'd be in a pickle as we have no where to live, no prospects for a new home, and Josh's employment is back to a low point so that can only hinder things further. As much as I was excited about a bigger home with two toilets and possibly the quiet of the country life, I'm graciously accepting the verdict. God has something planned for us. Just not right now.

Right now, the new plan involves ripping up our living room/dining room carpet and replacing it with our favorite vinyl wood flooring that is in the kitchen and kid's room. Then we shall be re-carpeting our bedroom shortly thereafter. It won't be the cheapest of project, but we won't be needing that saved up down payment for a house anymore, now will we? On the bright side, our flea problem will be drastically reduced and our new little babe will get the joy of growing up in our tiny house just like Alex and Abby have. I will also get to walk Alex to kindergarten everyday as it is only 2 1/2 blocks away so a bit of peace of mind will be attached to this new plan. For now, we're blessed to have a roof over our head after all the troubles we've dealt with financially and job-related over the last three years. So we'll just run with that.

Until next year dream...until next year.