I half joked there.
Well the search continued. Houses were scooped out and promptly passed on when the insides were viewed, or the neighbors were sighted. House hunting proved to exhausting.
So, tossing in the towel for a day I have to admit. I wallowed in misery. I cried. I ate cookies.
That day feeling especially helpless and hopeless I prayed long and hard for God to shove me and I would do the work to get there.
So, on Day #9 of 30... Here are some more tidbits on what not to do:
Don't give up.
Keep Looking! Neighbors be damned, if you need a house, don't give up.
Don't cry.
Don't Wallow in Misery.
Don't turn to cookies.
Instead:
Keep sorting, packing and eliminating things that you really don't want, need or use. This stuff should not be moved to your new house.
Keep your attitude positive. There are houses!
