Boston and I were talking about the house on which I have made an offer. He loves the house and is very excited about it. He found a Matchbox car in the garage. That's enough to win any little boy's heart. But it also has a really cool attic that's just right for a play space.
When we were talking about it this morning, he said, "Grandma, it's a really hard decision. I love having you here, but it's a neat house."
Boston and I have been joined at the heart since he could recognize my face, and these months since I moved into the guest room have made him (and me) very happy. I thought his analysis of the situation was succinct—and right on target.
There is no new news. The realtor and I are waiting for the bank to take some action. Waiting is a very hard job.
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