On our way back to the motel after supper, we drove by our house. It has a sold sign on it. Daughter squealed in excitement. Realtor is going to let us in after we sign the paper work on Monday.
Daughter had a mini-meltdown once we got back to the motel. One of her friends sent her a text about the latest drama at the workshop. That was the trigger, but really it was just the accumulated stress of the day. She did so well, and I was so proud of her. Tomorrow will be easier. Worship, reception, lunch with the search committee. There's a hot tub here at the motel that is calling our names. We'll check it out tomorrow evening.
One nice adjustment we'll have to make-- everything is so close together here. I'm used to combining errands and finding things to do in Town if I have more than one event there on a given day. Here, it will be possible to stop home or back at the church between events. A number of people have told us that our new home is close to the park where they do the fireworks on the 4th of July. They suspect we'll be able to watch the fireworks from our yard. Of course, we're usually at a conference over the 4th of July. I will be teaching the Bible study at it again next year.
I'm going to go over the sermon one more time, and then go to bed.