Focus on the finding the greatest house!

and, as stated earlier, I will make it the greatest!
It’s perfect for me. Maybe not for my man, but he is not the issue. I am. and the universe loves me!

My intention is to align with this house and make it the greatest house for me.

And THAT’s what..I…want.

I am getting back what I have put out there.
I am ready to receive what I really want, and what I really want is Delor. There. I said it.
I want Delor and I want it to be solid and beautiful and strong. I want it to last for a long long time before needing any repairs. I want to do all repairs before they are even needed. I want it to feel warm and cozy and sweet. I want the sellers to want me to have the house.

So the lateral line is busted and I was upset, but now I’m wondering if this is actually GOOD news because I can maybe get a house with a reliable lateral sewer line. The realtor said they are getting bids to fix it, and that is a great sign.
Of COURSE they want to sell it to me!
Of COURSE the house is a prime candidate for sewer lining!
Of COURSe I am meant to have this house…it has the BEST guest room and BEST kitchen and the Bathroom is PERFECT for mom’s shower curtains that she bought me.

NOw, time for inspection!
Tomorrow at 4pm. Gonna pick up mom to go with us!

I’m not sure if I did anything “wrong” by not getting Walsh (was I NOT allowing it?) or did I do everything right by getting Delor, which, BTW, I don’t have yet. We just put a bid on it tonight. Still I feel like we’ll get it.
And I WANT it…but Walsh was my first choice (with Chaz) so I’m not sure what that means. Maybe it means that I harmonized with Delor more right from the start and I only wanted Walsh because CHas wanted Walsh and I talked myself into it, but I’m not sure because I love both of the houses so much.
ANYway, I’m feelin’ Delor right now and picking out furniture and lamps. FUCK yeah!

Yes…no…not possible…possible…yes…no…PROBABLE..maybe…oh, what the fuck EVER!!!
The universe things I’m a dog and it’s tying a piece of yarn around my tail and watching me chase it.

Fine. It IS a bit fun!

That house at 4116 Walsh???
I love it! I would love to live in it! I’m leaving it to you to deliver it to me by January 17th, or even EARLIER, because THAT would be even GREATER!!!!!!

So, I KNOW I’m getting it because …I can feel it, and I can’t even imagine NOT getting it. I’ve felt this before. THe timing, however, is not what I can figure out, so thank you for doing that for me! I love you. I love me. I love this whole thing. I’m terribly excited. THANKYOU!!!

It HAS been a very good day! Tomorrow we make an offer on 4116 Walsh.
My man started off cranky. THings looked bleak. I held myself up and apart and strived to focus on good things and him seeing happiness.
The houses he picked to look at were shit!
The Realtor told us a horror story about being mugged in the city two nights ago (NOOOOOooooooooooo Don’t tell my man that…He’s aLREADY PARANOID ABOUT THE CITY) and he was quiet when we parted from the Realtor’s company. Then we ate at AMigo Joe’s, and some crazy tattooed big man sat near us and chatted us up. He lives TWO BLOCKS from 4116 Walsh, LOVES the area, told us about Bosnians, the bars, the night life, the neighborhood and rescuing pit bulls. He ROCKED my man’s world and seemed to convince him of the safety of the neighborhood and the awesomeness that is BEVO. I tell you…it’s the LOA at work. I could NEVER have forseen the universe delivering my desires in this fashion. It would NEVER have accured to me to say…”Please plop a big burley fun man down in the middle of the day to talk my man into a sense of ease and eagerness about moving into BEVO with me”...never…in…a million…years! BUT, I gave it up to the universe to figure out HOW this could all come through for me, and between the retarded people, the smelly house, the buckling floors, the mold, the over priced crazynesss of it all…and then the amazing tattooed RANDY….I am floating on cloud nine!!!!! I am powerful and grateful and joyous and enthusiastic and I want to see more of what kinds of fun and awesomeness I can create!

This is a photo of the Tattooed Angel that made my day!

Today is my last day to look. Tomorrow is the day to decide. I am so excited. My man has been very vortexy…I sense that this day could be very good!