“I love that you are my person and I am yours, that whatever door we come to, we will open it together.”
— a.r. asher
Remember when I told you about asking Saint Joseph to help us sell our home? And I told you we bought two?
We buried the second one by our daughter’s for sale sign as soon as it came. They had their first Open House that day with their new realtor. Our realtor. My friend.
Their Open House was successful. They had more showings in the days following it. And had an offer within the first 72 hours!
Want to try it for yourself? Here’s the Saint Joseph Statue Home Seller Kit we bought on Amazon.
Good luck! They close next month!
It’s fine. In fact, I’ve thought about painting it with chalkboard paint just to make things easier.
For now though, I can easily wipe it off and keep on going.
As is the coolest pandemic trend, our girls have decided its past time to dye their hair.
Having dark hair has it’s disadvantages here though. Their first attempt did not go well.
We had to order a second round of a different hair dye and try again with a bit better results.
Plus, they decided Colby needed to dye his beard/goat tee.
Fortunately, his red/green colorblindness prevents him from even seeing what color they went with, so he doesn’t care at all.
Guess who still runs the house? The neighborhood sometimes?
So, we took a slow stroll around a small part of the neighborhood and she wanted to stop and see everything.
I love the curious stage!
And then there’s more of this stage. The teen years.
This one found this cone a few weeks back and decided she wanted to decorate it. She always has to stay creatively busy.
Googly eyes seemed like the perfect way to embellish the cone, I guess.
Good thing Colby and I love being outside! She always wants to be in the backyard doing something.
We love being able to appease her.
It’s actually a task that keeps us happy; even on the hard days.
This week, we hit some of the hardest days we’ve had since the pandemic hit.
Due to a break down of communication, and overwhelmed emotions, this week was a complete mental health disaster waiting to happen.
It wasn’t Colby and I that disagreed; we stood together against our kids. And it was hard.
Colby and I took a quick one-night getaway to just breathe for a minute. There are so many details in the moment, but I’ll leave it here for now.
We rented a super cute one-bedroom cottage on Airbnb that was secluded, yet near great places to eat.
We spent the entire time at the Airbnb cottage, eating, reading, talking, laughing and crying.
It was absolutely perfect for what we were looking for. Besides, we already had an appointment with our realtor to look at a house in the area, so it all worked out well.
Coming home didn’t mean everything was back to normal, but we dove right back in where we could with Riley.
She’s the easiest one to please.
There’s still work to do… but we’ll figure it out.
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