Its time to hit the boxes again this week. 10 are waiting in the garage. This unpacking/repacking task is comical.
This box is labeled “DISH HARDWARE – FRAGILE”
I thought we already opened the box with the hardware from our Dish TV, and sure enough we had. This box was full of my Christmas dishes. Next I opened a box labeled “hats” which JR had been hoping I we would find soon. Sorry dear – it contained 4 straw hats, not your ball caps. I’ve also opened a box with one lamp shade; unwrapped a paper full of rocks; and the best so far has been a thickly wrapped single chip clip.
So I don’t understand the packing world.
I also don’t understand the real estate world. One more time we had an offer and one more time (last night) the buyers backed out. Each time it has been for a completely different reason.
I thought a ‘contract to purchase’ meant we would discontinue owning a house we are still paying for though we are not living in. “That’s it’s purpose”, you might say. Well so far, those contracts are more like a tease than a truth.
Maybe I will box JR and I up and write on the outside: HOME SELLER HARDWARE – FRAGILE. Then I will ship us back to Colorado.