There's an old saw in sailing lore that says, "Red sky at night, sailor's delight."
Apparently pink counts as well. That spectacular explosion of pink was Saturday night, just before the dawn of this amazing week.
After seven months on the market, our house now seems to be hot property. It has been shown at least five times in the last week. Three people have looked in the last 24 hours, two of which are threatening to make offers.
I listed the store on bizbuysell.com on April 9. That same day a couple from Massachusetts contacted me. They visited last weekend and told us today they want to move forward. The last few days, I've been deluged with requests for information about the business, four yesterday alone. One of the prospects has submitted his financial statement. Another from Maryland arrived in town today and will be visiting the store later this week.
Yesterday we got an email about the boat that said:"I have found my next and hopefully final boat in Isabella. Is she still for sale?" Yet another sent an email today.
There are a lot of trite things to say here:
Don't count your chickens before they hatch.
When it rains it pours.
Light at the end of the tunnel.
Instead we're feeling quiet, subdued and strangely humbled.
I have never believed that other old saw, "Too good to be true."
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