Sitting at the computer reading some of the journals that posted late yesterday, on this cool Friday morning, make me so home sick for the road.
Jesse just left for work, and I am home alone. (Me and the boys). What will I do with myself today?
I haven’t written during the week much, because not much to write about. We get up in the mornings, get dressed and go to work. I come home and prepared dinner, eat, cleaned up and retired to the family room for either computer time or TV time. Only to get up the next day and do the same thing again…
What’s the saying “same s*** different day”!
We have had two showing on the house this week, but so far no offers. I wish I knew what the problem is. The biggest complaint is that there is no basement, wouldn't you think the prospective buyers would know that before they came?