Our original plan was to sell the house ourselves and not have to pay a realtor, because 4% commission of the house purchase price is a lot to have to give up, especially when you are really hurting financially. You want to save every last dime, pack up and leave to find a better life elsewhere, and you need a good chunk of change to do it.
Our state is so expensive to live in so we thought moving to a state with a less cost of living would be our best bet. When we first started this process we visited a state that we loved but later realized we didn't want to be too spread out from others and stranded in the middle of nowhere if there was an emergency so we nixed "State 1" from our list. Then we looked in the Northern part of "State 2" while our house was on the market via "for sale by owner" and after our mishap with the "contingency offer" we realized we didn't want to be so far from family or friends in the middle of nowhere. Then we looked at the Southern part of "State 2" but didn't like that the schools weren't that great and we couldn't find our farm dream in too many places either, so we quit looking there.
Here is the thing, when moving out of state we were wondering which would come first, a job opening or our house sale. It took us a while to figure out how it would play out.
In the midst of all this stress, I get a call from my sister.
First thing you need to know is that my sister doesn't call me a lot, in fact there is more texting and emails happening then phone calls. And she doesn't really contact me that much so a phone call is really out of the blue from her.
So I get her call, and I'm excited to talk because, my sister is calling me, and when she calls I am very frustrated about trying to sell our house. She tells me that she sees me living somewhere where I'm going to make good friendships, the kinds of friendships I need. Of course I'm taken a back by this but she assures me that's what will happen. It will happen soon, she says. Of course I'm like how does she know? She told me, God says this will happen. I of course have felt pretty down in my luck lately and I just wasn't sure if I believed that yet but I tried to be optimistic.
Another thing you need to know about me at that time, was I was not a real religious person. I had pretty much sealed myself off from that. I of course prayed occasionally but I was not always walking with God. I hit a lot of road bumps in my life and I would only pray when I was in trouble. My faith wasn't that strong, yet.
Our state is so expensive to live in so we thought moving to a state with a less cost of living would be our best bet. When we first started this process we visited a state that we loved but later realized we didn't want to be too spread out from others and stranded in the middle of nowhere if there was an emergency so we nixed "State 1" from our list. Then we looked in the Northern part of "State 2" while our house was on the market via "for sale by owner" and after our mishap with the "contingency offer" we realized we didn't want to be so far from family or friends in the middle of nowhere. Then we looked at the Southern part of "State 2" but didn't like that the schools weren't that great and we couldn't find our farm dream in too many places either, so we quit looking there.
Here is the thing, when moving out of state we were wondering which would come first, a job opening or our house sale. It took us a while to figure out how it would play out.
In the midst of all this stress, I get a call from my sister.
First thing you need to know is that my sister doesn't call me a lot, in fact there is more texting and emails happening then phone calls. And she doesn't really contact me that much so a phone call is really out of the blue from her.
So I get her call, and I'm excited to talk because, my sister is calling me, and when she calls I am very frustrated about trying to sell our house. She tells me that she sees me living somewhere where I'm going to make good friendships, the kinds of friendships I need. Of course I'm taken a back by this but she assures me that's what will happen. It will happen soon, she says. Of course I'm like how does she know? She told me, God says this will happen. I of course have felt pretty down in my luck lately and I just wasn't sure if I believed that yet but I tried to be optimistic.
Another thing you need to know about me at that time, was I was not a real religious person. I had pretty much sealed myself off from that. I of course prayed occasionally but I was not always walking with God. I hit a lot of road bumps in my life and I would only pray when I was in trouble. My faith wasn't that strong, yet.
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