An offer came on Mom's place last week. There was a little back and forth but terms were agreed to. Now we await the inspection next week. It was built in 1925, so heaven knows anything could go, right? But I know the house is solid and was tended to for the past 40 years, so I'm hopeful we don't have anything to worry about (other than preparing to say goodbye to Home).

Prayers for a smooth and least emotionally painful transaction. This has moments that are truly overwhelming. I am very glad that it sounds like a couple who plan on living there, rather than someone one might label a slumlord. Now I really want back in there so I can just sit in the living room (and maybe my bedroom and maybe the kitchen table) and have a moment or 10.