Today I was thinking about a place that we really only used...not really lived... for about six weeks. It was 31 years ago...when we decided to leave Little Rock and move to Mobile in order for Billy to go to a Bible Seminary. Since he also needed a job...he took one with a small church outside of Mobile as a Youth and Music Minister. The pastor there told us they
would find us a place to live while we went home and packed up to move to Mobile.
I thought a lot about what they would find for us and had some excitement about it
I thought a lot about what they would find for us and had some excitement about it
even though someone else would choose the place.
When we arrived I was simply horrified. The place was a house trailer of the smallest variety.
You wouldn't believe how small...and how dirty and inadequate it was. We decided to make the best of it even though we couldn't even fit the few belongings we brought into it. We cleaned and scrubbed and put up some contact paper over some really bad parts...only to find that it had some serious plumbing problems. They were insurmountable plumbing problems!!
The only thing we knew to do was to look for something else on our own. After a couple days we found a place much larger although maybe dirtier...and since it was really dirty and needed some repairs we got the place for really cheap.
Then we moved...... the man who had found the trailer for us had hurt feelings that we didn't like it. I don't think he really got over it.
2 comments:
So funny. :) You need to post a picture of the house you guys had (the first one) in Chihuahua. I have fond memories of a spiral staircase and homemade waffles for breakfast. :)
most of my pics are in storage til we move... but that story will be coming when I get unpacked!
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