The last four weeks have been nuts.
We put our house on the market on August 8th and sold it in the first 12 hours. We immediately went into serious house-hunting mode, looking night and day for anything that might work in various areas around town. We looked at over 35 houses: new-builds, existing ones, older homes and foreclosures. We looked at 3 and 4-bedroom homes. Some were move-in ready, some needed a ton of work.
We put an offer on one house and it didn't work out. We found our 4-bedroom dream home next to a farm with horses but realized later on, we couldn't afford it. (I cried for days about that one.) Then, we found an affordable 3-bedroom home with plenty of space for a fourth bedroom with bonus room, bath and closet. Perfect for our little family. We put an offer on it on Saturday and, with just one counter, it was accepted last night. We were thrilled.
Then, a structural engineer came by this morning to inspect a crack in the brick of our current house and all our plans changed in an instant. His report shows our foundation has shifted and we need to jack up two corners of the house in order for us to sell. Only costing about $7K or so, which we obviously don't have. Bottom line: The deals are off, no moving for us.
All our hopes and dreams of having just a little more space for our family have gone out the window. We've been on such an emotional rollercoaster for the past month, I can't even process it all right now. I'm sad, hurt, frustrated, disappointed. The worst part will be sharing the news with the kids. And unpacking all those boxes...
I know things happen for a reason and timing is everything, but lately it seems like no matter how hard we try, we just can't catch a break.
It's a long, hard season of life to be in. Thankful He's with us through it all.