I don't know where to begin, I guess I'll just use this blog as a starting point from today and move forward. I want to use this blog to record my thoughts and feelings, a journal for me. I feel as I have no one to talk to and to write things out may help me keep things into better perpective.
I'm really down, we've had our beautiful home on the market for over 6 months without any interested buyers and it's eating away at me. We've had so many showings, all with the same response "I love your home, it's so nice", but their comments don't mean anything as we haven't had as much as an offer on our house! I'm tired of cleaning the house to its entirety each time we have a showing, getting our hopes up only to find that they aren't interested. When are we going to have some luck! This house has been a curse from the moment we signed the contract to have it built.
Darrin has been really upset ab out it as well, he's been fixing every little thing that looks wrong and I feel bad for all the efforts he's puttin ginto a house that no one is interested in. I hurts me to see him hurt.
I feel bad for our kids, for each time we have a showing, I have to limit them from playing in fear that they will make too much of a mess. It's not fair to them, but at the same time, we want so desperately to sell our house, get the hell out of New York state and begin a new chapter of our lives in Georgia.
There is so much opportunity down there. Not only for myself and Darrin, but especially for our children. I envision them growing up there, going to college, and staying near because opportunity is on such a larger scale than we have here in New York.
We pray nearly everynight that someone will find our house appealing enough to purchase, but, so far, they have not been aswered. It's breaking me up inside and there's nothing we can do about it except to keep having faith and hope.