I sat in the parking lot of the Dollar General store. The duck was quietly making noise, confused as to why he was in a box no doubt. I was waiting there with him to meet his new owners.
Mr. Duck hit the duck lottery and found a fabulous farm where he will have more friends than Mark Zuckerberg has on Facebook. As much as I wanted to keep him, I just can't because as of Friday, unlike Mr. Duck, I'll be homeless. At his new home full of runner ducks, I know he'll live happily ever after.
Change is inevitable. I get that. Some of the barn babies at work come from other farms and go back once they've grown up. All of us that work there like to think they will all live happily ever after, too. It is easier that way. We envision a future for them grazing in tall grass under a shade tree while white puffy clouds dot the sky.
I've always been a visual goal setter myself. The path has always been so clear to me, I've always been able to picture my own future. But I don't see any puffy clouds in mine. In fact, for the first time in my life I don't see anything at all. I'm not sure how to process that. As of this moment I have to close on this house on Friday morning. I have no idea where I will sleep Friday night and, oddly, at this point I no longer care.
To say that the home selling and buying process has not gone well would be the understatement of the century. I feel like I am Milton of the movie Office Space. Not one person is listing to a word I say. I have no recourse other than to just walk away. Or burn the building down, like Milton did.
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Oh, goodness girl. Maybe I should pray for you.
Huh? What happened? Front Porch Indiana #1 is obviously closing this Friday. Front Porch Indiana #2 fell through? Or just hasn't closed yet? Is your family still together? I wish I could just teleport you here; I have two guest beds and floor space and you'd be welcome to them! There's even sheep to snuggle.... :-/
not sure on how to take some of your posts or how deep I should read into them? But I can say that my animals and my true heart dreams have always carried me through the rough times and honestly, getting divorced was the one thing that helped me discover who I really was and want to be. And like Michelle said, if you ever need to be teleported somewhere, your welcome to stop by!
Oh dear. I am thinking the new house fell through? Have faith! Something better is just waiting for you....
kim
Please tell us if there is ANYTHING we can do! Even if it is to offer a roof, or a prayer...
Oh my. I hope things turn out okay. I'm sending you great big hugs and positive energy.
And also this: "I used to be over by the window, and I could see the squirrels, and they were married, but then, they switched from the Swingline to the Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline stapler because it didn't bind up as much, and I kept the staples for the Swingline stapler and it's not okay because if they take my stapler then I'll set the building on fire..."
Oh my, Christine....what is going on here. How can I help?
Have been looking for move in post... delayed, not happening, change your mind? If you can fit thru phone line I have a guest room.
We are listening Christine -- and hopeing we can help in some way. {{{HUGS}}}
Jean - MN
Not sure what's going on, but a {{{hug}}} can't hurt. Let me know if I can help.
My thoughts and prayers are with you. "For I know the plans I have for you" declares the Lord, "plans for good and not for evil. I will give you hope and a good future" Jeremiah 29:11
Hang in there Christine...you have lots of friends thinking of you and praying! Sending Hugs!
Don't know what is going on in your life. Don't have to know anymore than what you posted to know that you need prayers sent your way. Know that they are being said for you.
Friday night and following - do you have animals with you, or will a hotel room do? Maybe make a reservation now. Having a place to lay your head takes a lot of the stress out of a mess.
You and any animals would be welcome at my house if I weren't a thousand miles away.
What's the deadline you have to meet on your offer for the destination house?
Thinking of you, Christine. I'm not sure what to say but, please know you're being thought of by friends who are complete strangers - if that helps at all... Maybe just knowing you're not alone - that people care - will help your hurting heart. Is there a possibility you could rent something very temporarily to give yourself more time to buy - without the rush and stress? Could Mr. Duck just go live at that farm as a guest for awhile until you can give him a home yourself? I hope things will all turn out well for you very soon. In the meantime, I'm sorry you're sad - I'm thinking of you.
Christine, you did not come this far in your life without being able to survive changes -- both expected and unexpected. You WILL get through this time, too. Let your friends help you through this. And you'll have my earnest thoughts and prayers for better days to come.
So sorry to hear this. Glad all the big critters have found homes and hope that the little critters can stay with you. I will pray for you all.
Tammy
I feel your pain. Been through something similar and it was so hard. Big hugs for you and prayers that you will soon see the light again. It is there, give it time.
I hear you!
In times of aggravation and stress, we are likely to mutter "...set it on fire!..."
I am sending you good vibes.....
Remember to breathe......
Hey! This does not sound good! What can I(we) do to help??? You have brought us so many smiles and now it's our turn to return the favor. Just let us know what will help that happen. Women are amazing at this kind of thing and you have a lot of us out here waiting and willing to take action. Money? Place to stay? Airline ticket? What? Krissy B.
I've been away from the blogs for so long that I have NO IDEA what is going on! From what I've read in the comments it sounds like you were planning on moving. I don't know what's happened or happening but please know that you are welcome to stay in the Bluff Country as long as I have my home! I've got almost four acres and only 2 sheep. An extra bedroom and plenty of solitude. I'm serious. If you need a place to rest ~ call me. 507 eight nine six 47 two eight.
(((HUGS))) and prayers being sent your way!
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Thinking of you
ALBC had a post on Facebook yesterday about the calf born at Conner Prairie.
I am so sorry to hear of your distress. Please, please, please reach out to us all and let us know what we can do to help you in your time of need. The last post I saw was about the 100 bales of hay!! Evidently much has happened since that posting.
Oh, I am sorry this is happening! I am adding my prayers for your strenght to get you through this and for some good luck too. linda
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