Ok, so as you know my house was supposed to go on the market before I left for the summer. I couldn't get it together, couldn't get a lender to guarantee me a loan, and quite honestly ran out of time to pack up the nic-nacs before I left for my vacation. My mother has watched me struggle to get this house organized since AugustRose came home. She has tried to help figure out a way to keep toys in one spot, clothes on the right side of the closets, winter clothes and summer clothes organized, and even holiday decorations put in a place to keep them safe and uncluttered..Nothing has worked. I just end up with a house in a heap. The girls are just not ready to keep their toys in one room.
Now my mom is always pro-active. If there is a problem, she will find the answer. She is not one to wallow in the misery like me. So, she finds townhouses, goes to see them and if they fit my needs she presents them to me. Because I am/was an independent girl, I have consistently told her that I can't get financing for a house until I sell mine. I get sell mine until I get it all organized and straight. I don't mean to, but I sort of put up roadblocks since I don't want to take help that my mom and dad offer me. So it has been a vicious circle of my family coming up with solutions and me shooting them down, then my parents listening to me complain, and on and on. Well all things have changed.
Upon coming home, my mom found a townhouse that is perfect for me. I, of course shot the idea down. I yelled at her for doing this to me again. Then magically my dad called to say he wanted to come up and see us. (I thought it was just because he missed us already) When he got here, we took a drive and he told me, "Let's go over and just look at that townhouse your mother found." I rolled my eyes, knowing that I can't afford to do anything, and finding financing would require too much, but I went anyway. WOW! The real estate agents were there, the workers were there, and they said, "Hey Julianne, come in and see what you think."
Huh? How are these people so familiar with me? We walked around the 3 LEVELs and I wanted to cry, knowing how perfect it is. 3 Bedrooms, A little kitchen, but a HUGE living room, a nice size playroom in the basement, separate dining area, big master bedroom, and it's own backyard..
SO MY DAD WASN'T HERE TO VISIT US, HE WAS HERE TO SEE THIS TOWNHOUSE!!!
When we were walking around, he asked me if I wanted it. I started naming all of the reasons, it couldn't happen, and he kept saying, "Don't put up obstacles." We came home and my dad sat me down and told me what the plan was..Through a series of crazy check writing, it was possible to pay cash for the house (Which is well below market value) and then once I sell my condo, I can pay everyone back. I thought about it for about 5 minutes, prayed about it for about 10 minutes, and then accepted the generous offer. It seems that my whole family has gone to see this house, and intervened to make it happen. My sister has even snuck out to see it...
We signed the contract last night. We close on September 18th.
What is really funny about the whole thing is that I told my dad, I still want to go to Russia. He told me that if I went to Russia, I could rent it out, or leave it empty. That may or may not ever happen, but this townhouse is going to happen!!
I have prayed for so much to "start going easier" and this is the biggest of my worries. God works quickly when it's a good thing!