Yard Sale Profits and other thoughts

So, I told a friend this weekend that if I ever doubted God's plan for us to adopt, I have NO doubts now. Satan is working TOO hard to keep it from happening. Case in point....the yard sale. From family illnesses to busted pipes. We postponed the yardsale from last weekend. With everything going on, we just did not have time to get things ready. So, this weekend I scheduled to pick up donated items from many wonderful gals. I walk into the bathroom to get something, and I hear a strange noise that sounds like someone is pressure washing my bathtub from INSIDE the wall. Busted pipe. :) So I had to call everyone and tell them I could NOT pick up their donations that day. A huge praise is that the pipe was not in the wall like I originally thought, but under the house and easily fixed by my knight in shining armor, Jason. I do also have to give a shout out to our neighbor/brother, Mr. Robert. He takes care of us all as if we were his own father/mother, and brother and sister. He brought Nene and Pop to the hospital numerous times while Sherry was there, and stayed with us throughout those last days. He stayed with Pop while Nene was with us, and continues to sit with Pop if Nene has to go somewhere while we are working. Mr. Robert is a true angel from Heaven for us. God has blessed us greatly.

Okay, back on track, today I made my first $20.86 from this yard sale. Some people donated clothes that were J's size and REALLY cute. :) My mom bought them because she knew I could not use something that someone DONATED for our ADOPTION YARD SALE. She has been wanting a few more outfits to keep at her house, so she just asked what I would charge and I told her. Then she bought them. The $.86 came out of one of the bags. Not sure whose it was or I would have returned it, but I told momma as I kept finding the change that maybe it was a good sign of the profits we would make to help bring our sweet girl home.

Another side note, have I mentioned that I do have the best parents in the whole wide world? I mean, yes, they drive me crazy sometimes, but they are wonderful to Jason and me. They had planned to leave Saturday for Las Vegas to visit my baby sister. They have postponed their trip so that they could be here to keep my kids while Jason's grandmother has surgery next week. How did I get so blessed? I was so worried about who would watch them while Jason was working/caring for his pop, and I was at the hospital with Nene. I did not even mention to them the idea of putting the trip off, they just told me they were doing it. I am so thankful for my momma, daddy, and sweet Annie.