The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail, to the ruin of all.
Sorry. I haven't watched LOTR in a long time, and I am in that mood right now.
Anyways.
The people love the house. They said that if they were to get a house, this is the one they would want.
However, because of the INCREDIBLY short notice, they are not sure if they can get the money to buy ours. They may scratch up the money, they may not. They planned on getting a house in December.
Dad and Emil are thinking of ways to get creative. The contract we have on the one we want expires tomorrow sometime, and they may bargain for more time to help the others get the money.
I'm still kinda hopeful. I've ACCEPTED that I am not moving, in case worst comes to worst. I've even bargained to get a chalkboard wall, if we don't. It all depends on what Emil can swing for, where the peoples can get money, and how we can bargain.
Jeez. And I thought it'd be all over by now.
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Tell me about it... --_--
Exactly. You jinxed it. Lady Irony was listening.
Ya know, Shellback, I think that quote sums it up nicely. I'm still hoping your house gets sold~
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