In Signs We Trust

Sold...more or less.

Signed a contract today.  Closing’s set for August 9.  You probably
thought the Saint
Joseph thing
was a gimmick. Can I get a
collective sigh of relief (for putting an end to all the house-related entries and for
side-stepping imminent financial ruin)?

6 Comments

  1. Realty, stranger than fiction.

    Maybe you can get a real-estate license in New York, sell lots of property and become rich and famous.

    Just keep on burying those little St. Joe dolls in the yard. Looks like the winning formula.

    pops

  2. Congrats, D! I’m glad you’ll be able to come up here without having that hang over your head–I’m sure it’s a huge relief for you…

  3. We’ve always had a Little Infant of Prague statue facing the door in our house (my Aunt Gertrude was the gifter), but the upside down St. Joseph was a new one to me. Works a lot faster than praying to St. Jude, the patron of lost causes. Yayy, Derek!

  4. Thank you! I appreciate the support. No need for a real estate license and no prayers to St. Jude. To New York…(with a smile)

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