We are homeless

We listed our cute little old house that I love, not that long ago. A week later our realtor left for a missions trip in Kenya for 2 weeks and a few days later we had an offer on our house and it sold. We hadn't even started looking for houses yet. Completely official now that the inspection is complete as of yesterday. I am really bummed. I love this house I really can't even remember the reasons why we thought it was a good idea to sell it. Maybe because we only have 2 bedrooms on the main floor but 1 possibly 2 more rooms upstairs, and no backyard just a giant front yard along a busy High Schooler zooming street. All things that could be figured out. Now we can't seem to find any thing to suit us. Unless we get something much smaller or rent for a while. In a few short weeks we will be homeless. Unless we find something.

The first day we went looking with our substitute realtor (who is doing a great job) for houses one of the last ones we looked at we loved. We looked at it again the next day and compared it with the other one we sorta liked. We made an offer only to find out someone made an offer the day before we had even looked at it. Everyday there has been word that the offer may fall through because the buyer is really anal and wishy washy. I keep getting my hopes up. Maybe just maybe it will work out? Then we wouldn't be homeless after all.

I am glad my second trimester energy is returning only to spend it searching for houses thinking about all the stuff we are going to have to pack and all the endless organization that will have to take place.

I also started babysitting part-time a sweet little baby girl while her mom finishes out the school year teaching. Just a little idea of what it will be like with 2 kiddos.