St. Joseph can't help us with this one.....

Selling your house in this market is tough. Selling your house in this market with 2 dogs, 5 cats, a 1 yr. old, and another on the way is next to impossible.  So, I decided we needed some heavenly intervention, and got us a St. Joseph statue to bury in our front yard.

After picking it up last week, I was already feeling his divine intervention!  On the same day I bought him, even before I had time to bury him in the ground, we were lined up for 2 showings that day.  Clearly, miracles were happening. 

Just to seal the deal, I made sure to plant him that day and say the necessary prayers while doing so.  What could go wrong with Jesus' father (or step-father? Earthly father?  I missed that class of CCD) looking out for us, right?

First showing went off without a hitch. Second showing, in the afternoon, was a little more hectic.  As I frantically ran around the house opening blinds, turning on lights, straightening up, I was very distracted.  But, amazingly, I got all 4 of us (myself, my little man, and the 2 dogs) out the door in time for the potential buyers to arrive. 

I was feeling pretty confident that we would be getting that magical call with an offer later that day.  I envisioned being able to put one of those posts online, where I could say how St. Joseph really does work miracles, and how the same day I buried him we got an offer on the house.  I couldn't wait. So off we went for a drive, and returned home an hour later. 

And that was when it happened.

My mother, who is visiting, went into her room and I heard a "Oh no!", and immediately, I knew.  You see, her room, on the 3rd floor, is the prime "sneak away and poop when Mom is distracted" spot for my one dog.  Normally, our child gates (which we had even before the child came along) restrict access, but since the house was being shown, I had taken down and left open the gates.  And in my frenzy to get the house ready, Darby the dog must have snuck up there and left a little surprise for the potential buyers.

And you know, nothing sells a house like a dog turd, right???????

Well, no surprise, they didn't make an offer on the house.  I can't imagine what turned them off.  Lesson learned for next time.  Carefully check every room before leaving, and keep the dogs contained while doing so. 

And St. Joseph, it looks like you might have your work cut out for you!