a friend suggested maybe God wants me to be in abby. i wasn't looking in abby, i didn't want a ground floor apartment, i wanted a view, i didn't want a busy street. actually when i think of what i didn't want i wonder how i got the apt i did.
friday i had driven by an apt in mission and there was nothing for sale. saturday after i put an offer in on my apt i learned that there was another showing 3 hours later. then tuesday i saw a for sale sign on the apt in mission. i called about it yesterday. s/w corner, top floor, view. i would have put an offer on it. it was more money than mine, and less square footage and had a balcony. mine is a ground floor garden apartment where i can plant flowers, veggies. it is just so me i can't wait to be in it.
not sure if God wants me to be in abby or not but it's weird how it's all come together.
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