A new beginning. Period. We have moved and moved on from our Harry house nightmare…

I love this picture of us as a couple. It’s why I use it in this blog.

We couldn’t have kids and we live in Florida. We made the best of it and looking at the sunset at the end of the day.

It’s the way it is.

So, now we move on. We have moved out of that house finally! I said finally!

Some background: my father-in-law died November 1, 2013. That’s four years ago. Since then we acquired a house cause my husband was an only child. And since then we went to the trials and tribulations of that house and dealing with all kinds of money nightmares.. yesterday, I was so ready to tell everything but I slept on it. I have written about people changing their mind on us and things happening after that. But, the one thing that got me to the whole experience in this knowing that I’m sitting here now and knowing that it’s over.

We sold our house.

Sigh!

Also, knowing that I’ve been married 20 years gets me through a lot of things. And the other written portion here is the stuff that literature is made of on a grand scale. And, I’m still the writer and still the teacher and life goes on.

So, we are holed up in an unnamed and unmentioned location for the next week catching our breath after everything! It’s a well deserved semi vacation.

Next week, we look for another location.

I could talk about the pre-adventure that we had so far last week and the week before and the nasty real estate agent that wouldn’t get back with us, but I’ll leave that to another time when when I feel like it.

One other thing, I must ask myself with moving was like? I got absolutely no help except for one dear friend of my husbands! I had to do everything myself! Had to load everything up into the storage unit myself!

It was grueling days and one night of no sleep and putting everything in a pod. Thanks to Mr. G, my husband’s friend we put everything inside that pod they could fit. I have no pictures of the stuff pod. But I decided that it was better that I didn’t have a picture of it. I just said to myself my muscles are going to be tired I need to wait for them to pick it up and move on. I am no wimp.

Needless to say, we did not get done till three or 4 o’clock in the morning when we moved.

Forget this blog, I could write a book about the whole experience from the last four years and I think I might.

I might also point out something very important: when you lose a parent or an Inlaw it takes a lot out of you. When you get their house you get all the problems of that house. I’m going to restate that there was no air-conditioning for 3 1/2 years. I did not feel like spending 4000 $5000 to get a new air-conditioning unit. This meant that I sweated with my husband and our dog for 3 1/2 long six or seven months summers in Florida when it is 90+ degrees and often feels like 100 with 100% humidity. I haven’t had a good hair day since 2014. And, I have gray hair where I never had gray hair before this. Add of this too I have absolutely no respect for winter residence in Florida they escape when the heat comes. They are well, not exactly high up on my list of people I admire. I would write called them wimpy to their face.

I looked in the mirror this morning and it was something else! I looked in the mirror and I told myself that I got through the hardest thing I ever got through. And extremely courageous to have kept on what I thought I was going to go nuts.

Oh most important: have you ever asked yourself while waiting for something hasn’t happened yet? Over the course of that 3 1/2 to 4 years I had that happened to me. I was awaiting for somebody to show up. When I remembered that it happened and I never even noticed it happened. Getting people to help you is a good thing, but you can’t rely on them you have to rely on God and yourself and their generosity when they choose to give it.

Let’s just put it this way in a very cool way I can put it here. I saw my younger self and my courage now and it was worth the wait it happened under my nose.

I’m just glad it’s over. Keep us in your prayers readers as we look for a new office in a new location.

Oh yeah, one more thing it was the most painful thing that I ever had to do was leave that red nice decorated office in that nightmare house. But, I still have my furniture and I still have my courage. Yeah I still have my courage unless the paper that I gathered up in there from all my printing out stuff.

I wanted to cry when I had to leave it.

My grandmother had a saying once you are where you are with your courage.

Stay tuned. Got that?