At 11AM the farm will be auctioned. I can stand on my porch and hear the auctioneer...75.80.85.do I hear a 95. I couldn't go. I woke up...showered...puked. When I started to see the line of cars from my front porch I got upset. It just feels like vultures coming to pick apart pieces of a home. My heart is a little soft. I don't know how the family members can stand to be there. They are stronger than I am.
Dr. Hubby's phone was dead so he had to take my blinged out iPhone. I'm glad he's not wearing his pink or purple shirt. In this small town rumors would FLY! heehee
I will post here as soon as I get the news. Thank you for all the prayers and crossing of fingers and such. Tauna, I hope you are still wearing those lucky undies!
No one could give that to me.
17 hours ago