Bear with me, friends. My fear-to-faith
ratio has been way out of whack for the past several days.
Been house sitting for my mother-in-law an hour south of my family's current residence and having to commute back and forth for various appointments. Thank goodness she was kind enough to let us use her mini-van. My old
piece of shit car has no air conditioning, plus it leaks oil, transmission and radiator fluid. It's only a matter of time before she's
history.
MIL's house has been up for sale for many months and is due to go off the market next week. Did it sell? No. Is it a nice home? Yes. Has she offered it to us at a very reduced price? Yes. We've been having our first experiences with
mortgage lenders -
argh! Now would be a splendid time for my family to win the
lottery.