There is a dump of a house in Goodfield that Travis and I hope to buy. It's perfect.
But to buy the house we need a loan and and extra money in that loan to fix it up.
And to get the extra money in the loan we need a down payment.
And to make a down payment we need to sell the Chevelle.
I know. It's sad. No more drives to the DQ on perfect nights. Travis suggested it; he wants to do it.
Sometimes we don't know if what we're doing is what we should be doing - the Best that God has planned for us. But yesterday a man stopped by the house - just randomly - and asked if we were selling the Chevelle. No sign on it or anything - he just was wondering. I don't know about Travis, but this was a good confirmation for me that we're doing the right thing and that we'll be taken care of.
Especially when you add to it that fact that just the day before we had stopped by the house and spoke with the owner. He told us he had taken it off the market so no one else would look at it. He then asked what bank we were working with and when we thought everything would go through.
Like a lot of grown up steps you take in life - this is extremely exciting and terrifying!