Trying to sell our house has been quite interesting so far. Two weekends ago we got our first call that someone wanted to show the house. We packed up the kids & headed out to do some errands during the time that it was to be shown. When we got home, thirty minutes after the babies' normal feeding time, we found ourselves in a bit of a difficult situation. The door between the garage & house, which we never lock, was locked. We just happened to have with us the only set of car keys that doesn't have a house key on the ring. We were locked out of our own house. The babies were still asleep in the car, but I was more than a little worried that they would wake up soon & be hungry. After calling our neighbor who has a key to our house & not getting an answer, we called our realtor & found out that the realtor who had shown the house was now over an hour away. Justin decided his only option was to climb up into the attic through the garage, make his way to the other side of the house & climb down using the attic staircase in the hallway by the bedrooms. Luckily, he managed to do this without falling through the ceiling. I think he may have regretted having that extra insulation sprayed last year as he was digging through it to find a safe place to step. God apparently felt sorry for me & the babies stayed asleep until we finally got into the house, over an hour past their feeding time.
Daddy to the rescue!
In case you're in the market for a new home, here's the link to ours. Buy it, please!
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