I’m Homeless!

Dishing the dirt . . . I sold my Atlanta house on Monday last week; all went according to plan save for their 18 wheeler breathing down my neck with two smaller trucks being loaded for the move to Highlands, NC. Tuesday closing was pushed back and back until finally at 4:30 I signed all papers, only to be told that the builder refused to close until more funds were paid in. This was a complete surprise, and having two attorneys review the contract, I was told I didn’t owe additional monies. We are now at a stalemate. I have been forced to put all of my belongings office and home into storage and await further action. It is odd to be living from suitcases and the odd box with no surrounding to call my own. Am I homeless? Between residences? Or better, foot loose and fancy free?

Amazing friends and clients . . . I have been extraordinarily fortunate to have wonderfully generous friends, clients and even strangers who have offered me places to stay. I am critically aware of that rule about guests and fish and both stinking after three days, so guessing I may be a bit nomadic during this challenge. My greatest concern is, of course, my family of fur balls. Yin and Yang are currently stranded at the vet and not used to such cramped accommodations.

Lessons Learned! I am truly focused on learning the lessons I can from this, including how I attracted it and what wisdom I can take away. Yes, I’ve already been told don’t move until you are closed, but this seems inappropriate in a situation where I had to be out anyway. And this is my fourth house purchase and never had an issue before, third new construction. Answers will unfold to those that await them.

Prosper by Design,

MG