The house is selling, praise the Lord. On Friday morning, I received a 248 area code phone call...my realtor was on the line and he said "We've got an offer."
Maybe...someday soon...I will move out of my parent's house once again.
All praises be to the Lord. The One who sells houses in Detroit when they're buried under a foot or two of snow in the dead of winter. Thank you.
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I'm praying for ya Bergs!
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