Barbie Perkins-Cooper, Author

Dearest Readers:

While I only have a few minutes to write something, I thought it was past the time to explain why I haven’t been online, or writing.

Let’s see. Just where do I begin? In mid August, my husband and I met with a Realtor to discuss placing our home on the market. I listened to him. I was definitely negative about selling our home; however, after researching the area where I live, I realized I would be a fool not to list it. After all, I do not want certain people to have their hands out when the time comes that I leave this earth. Those guilty know who they are, and all I’ll say is – there’s a big surprise coming!

Yes. We are selling our home. We’ve placed a contract on another home, contingent upon our home selling quickly. Please, God. Let this house sell quickly. Let an investor discover it would be a great home to flip – identical to all of the new, white mansions built around this community.

Meanwhile, while our home is on the market, actually before it went on the market, we decided to move a few pieces of furniture, to open the area. This led to ‘pre-packing’ and trashing lots of stuff. I’ve packed so many boxes, brutalizing my once well-manicured nails. I’ve donated to Goodwill. Now they have lots of recipe books and fiction in their stores. I’ve filled up two garbage containers (three times) with stuff I decided it was time to simply trash. Someone said I should have a yard or an estate sale. Heck, planning those takes time, and I’m in a rush to get my life back again.

We’ve lived in this home for 42 years. It is time to open a new chapter…to start a new journey…and to build a new life. Please, readers, pray that our home sells quickly. I do not wish to unpack all that I’ve packed for a new home until we get moved.

I have a free entertainment center to give away. I will not post it on CraigsList, or Facebook. I simply want this monster gone!

Moving requires work, and I am just a bit exhausted.

So now readers, you know why I haven’t posted anything lately. I don’t recall sending emails either. Text. I’m getting fairly smart about texting now. And now, I must go back to packing and sorting more books for Goodwill.

More later, readers.