Just a psychological game we play but truly when we do lose something, don’t we always spend time trying to find it.

We left about 5am to beat the Atlanta traffic and it worked. We sailed thru 75, 285 and back to 85 with no problems. It was interesting to see the sunrise. I tried to get pictures but they didn’t come out wonderfully, being in a bouncing truck.

We stopped only when we had to and it took just a little under 12 hrs to reach her in-laws house. The next day we had a couple of great young men to help us unload the truck. Somehow the owner of the house didn’t understand when I said a lot of boxes, probably just a path till I get to sort thru it all and he had a hissy fit, so the next afternoon we were reloading the truck and putting it all in storage.

So then the hunt for a room started. aargghg. Took me a month. and I finally wound up renting a room in a house in Hampton. So here I am in Hampton, close to my youngest daughter and life goes on

Unfortunately we sold the house for about half of the value to one of those investment firms. And I now have 2 more weeks for moving sale and packing. Fortunately I have my friends coming to help me pack.

It’s been a long arduous journey and I will be glad to get a new start on life.

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There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with
a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things ‘in order,’ she contacted her Pastor
and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes. She told him which songs she wanted sung at the
service, what scripture she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.
The Pastor’s eyes welled up with tears of joy
as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death, but he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young
woman’s casket and they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed
in her right hand. Over and over, the Pastor heard the question,
‘What’s with the fork?’ And over and over he smiled.

During his message, the Pastor told the people of
the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. He
told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either. He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.

Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed they make you smile and encourage
you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.

Show your friends how much you care. Remember to
always be there for them, even when you need them more. For you never knowwhen it may be their time to ‘Keep your fork.’ Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share

Being friends with someone is not an opportunity but a sweet responsibility.

Everything was in order and the Pastor waspreparing to leave when the
young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.

‘There’s one more thing,’ she said
excitedly. ‘What’s that?’ came the Pastor’s
reply. ‘This is very important,’ the young woman
continued. ‘I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.’
The Pastor stood looking at the young woman, not
knowing quite what to say.

That surprises you, doesn’t it?’ the young
woman asked. ‘Well, to be honest, I’m puzzled by the
request,’ said the Pastor. The young woman explained. ‘My grandmother once
told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along
its message to those I love and those who are in need of
encouragement…In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I
always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, ‘Keep your fork.’ It
was my favorite part because I knew that something
better was coming…like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish
apple pie…Something wonderful and with substance!’

So, I just want people to see me there in that
casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder ‘What’s with
the fork?’ Then I want you to tell them: ‘Keep your fork, the
best is yet to come.’

Don’t forget that till April 30 there’s an $8000 tax credit for new buyers and a $6000 for qualifying residents selling their current homes

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I will add more later. Haveto get used to a few at a time.

Come join me and and make me your firend.

First of all she had been showing this woman houses that were 20k less than my house and then called mine overpriced.

We are already discounted for the times and are lower than a house just lilke mine by $6k and only $1k more than another house. We are almost $2k under the last one lilke mine that sold.

For starters why would she show a house that was $20k more than what she had been showing? Of course we are going to look overpriced. But that cheaper town house is out in the country, none of the big stores are close.

We are more settled and within 2-3 miles of doctors, national stores, boutique stores.

And after taking the time to come all the way over here from where they were why wouldn’t the Realtor try to upgrade the client if she could afford this house? More commission on her part. If the client couldn’t afford it why waste time showing it?

The Realtors today seem to take great delight in spending an entire showing 6-10 houses and still walk away without a sale. Do they not listen to what their buyers want?
When I was selling real estate I would be upset if I had spent a whole day showing houses with no result. I usually had a buyer within 2 or 3 houses. I listened, I previewed houses. Granted I was in the country and didn’t have as large a choice as they do now, but still Realtors shouldn’t be out all day with one client.

Show too many houses and it’s hard to remember which house had what even with notes.

Well my house will get sold and soon.

A few months ago I was checking how autoship works on a site. Lo and behold a week later I got notice that my credit card was over limit. Well, I”m trying to pay that card down so I don’t use it. It was an autoship pmt for a product. I never completed the transaction, so why did it automatically charge me on a card I have only used once on that site years ago. I immediately called and told them cancel the autoship.

I”m working on a website. It’s trying to automate things I don’t want it too. It won’t let me put as many spaces in as I want without going thru hoops.

I hate working with Word 2007 it automates things and won’t let me put spacing in that I want without a lot of trouble.

Everything in life cannot be automated. At some point we have to be able to modify things, check on things without somelthing automatically happening.

Be careful. Never close out a site with something in the shopping cart. Make sure it’s empty. Don’t just assume closing the window or logging out will empty the cart. It doesn’t always, especially in this day and age when everyone is hurting.