They want the ranch,
the wagon wheels,
the sectional sofa,
the entertainment center,
the dining table and ten chairs,
the six bunk beds
all at $38,000 below price.
I'm drawing the line if they ask for my comfy flannel pj bottoms.
I'm tough like that.
Seriously, we had offered options for potential buyers, since this furniture was purchased specifically for this place and is offensively too big to fit into any home we will downsize into eventually. The furniture and wagon really do belong here, so I am thankful they like it enough to keep it.
We have countered with our must have price to cover loan and real estate fees.
Last night was an emotional one, since it is probable we will be able to agree to terms with these potential buyers. It's hard letting go. So much to release before we move onto this new lifestyle change my health is relentlessly pushing us towards.
The hardest part is recognizing my inability to continue dog rescue at this demanding level. Lots of fits and tears over this decision. For months I have labored this issue in my soul.
I need your help.
I need help finding healthy placements for all but two of our nine canines. We will be keeping Cactus Jack and Josey. I know I joke about the neurotic state of my pack, but there is truth behind it. They are all pretty special needs in the sense of their behaviors. This is why they ended up at the pound or on the street. These dogs have unique make-ups and backgrounds and will require extreme patience and commitment.
If you think you might be interested in providing a home for one of these neurotic critters, lets talk. I know you mangy varmints love me and feel the need to help, but this can't be an emotional decision. You can't do it for me. It has to be for the dog. The one thing I do not want to happen is for you to end up with a dog that is an unhealthy match and you and the dog end up miserable or the dog ends up being passed on to yet another home.
I will try to post a write-up and photo of each dog available for placement today or tomorrow.
Thank you for listening and for being so supportive as I learn to release this part of my life. I love you, you mangy varmints.
There ought to be a law to keep weepy wild women off the internet.