Our buyer pulled out yesterday morning. You know, the buyer who contacted us months ago, before we had any intention of moving? No explanation, no apology, just a terse email from their attorney stating that they're no longer interested in the property. Which is awkward, since we've already moved half of our stuff to Milwaukee, and are paying for storage there. And because my kids' clothes, toys, and books are all boxed and gone, and they're supposed to be starting school there in 2 weeks.
We've hired a realtor, and the house is on the market, and I'm sure that it's all for the best. Look forward to some interesting blogging in the weeks to come---on the joys of showing a house that's occupied by a lively family of eight, the wonders of camping out in your own 4200 square foot home, and the dubious pleasures of deconstructing a chicken coop, board by board.
On a more pleasant note, my big kids have been busy in the Haven o' Craft, which is shockingly empty and very nearly tidy at the moment, given that its usual contents are in boxes in Wisconsin. Esti had a yen to make a Dread Pirate Westley shirt. She freezer-paper stenciled it and knocked the whole thing out in one evening--- unlike her mother, who tends to do things like this in "chunks." The lettering is sparkly and silver, and it looks pretty amazing.