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No news is maybe good news when it comes to the umpteenth round of waiting for electric companies to come up with a bid to get the house moved. We're on week three of hoping that Friday will actually be the day that we know our fate of whether or not we can move the new/old farmhouse to the lake view property. All our hopes and dreams are hinging on a couple of men deciding how to forge a trail through the back roads of Wisconsin to avoid phase three lines. Well, those two men and God. I'm counting on God more than them, but the rollercoaster is getting tiring and I'm ready for somebody to stop the ride. So, maybe Friday. Maybe today. Maybe next Spring. Or maybe I'll be doomed to that Craigslist trailer house or we'll decide to move to Timbuktu instead. Either way, by this time next year we'll all know.
4 comments:
That house is neat!
The frustration in waiting is hard, but knowing with each day He gets closer to revealing his plan makes it so much more exciting. I pray you get answers, soon!!
Oh how I feel for you Terri! We've been up and down two years now with selling, not selling, selling our farm. But YOU must get your way because it will make the most exciting blog posts. Fingers crossed on the two men (God doesn't need my "best wishes")
And we wait another week... still no news...
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