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We offered on the dive again. The bank responded with wanting us to re offer and give our best offer. Probably because I was so angry about our ex agent making a counter offer against us. To cover their backs, since it was the same company that had the listing and the buyers agent I had been working with, they were giving us another shot at it. Perhaps we were that close to the offer the agent submitted for her new clients. We will see what comes of the offer.

Public record will eventually expose the sales price if we don't get it. If it doesn't sell this round, there are other houses and options. We can still come back to it, if it continues to sit. Eventually, the bank will realize they aren't going to get much more for a house in a slip zone, the house is unsound already. As Tom put it "If someone wants to pay more for it, more power to them. "

Meanwhile, I can't but help holding my breath. I don't know whether I want us to succeed or not, as this would be a huge undertaking.

Last night I came home from work to an energized and rested family. Tom was in a great mood, though tired from the day. He had taken the boys, well, I should say dropped the boys for lunch at Dennie's. He had given them $20. They had been expected to eat and tip the waitress on $20. They left a $2 tip, no change was left. I'll take them back and leave a more generous tip next time. He has no idea how much those boys can order and eat. Trevor alone can blow through $20 without parental supervision. A double cheese burger, onion rings, soup, and a milkshake is his regular order. Riley orders the steak skillet with a milk shake. Its the milk shakes that blow the budget and eat into the tip.

After lunch they all went bowling. Tom had so much fun that when I walked through the door at 6:30 pm, he asked if I wanted to go bowling. I was not going to be the one to pop all this good energy and fun, so I responded with if we could eat dinner there, so we would go right away and I wouldn't have to cook dinner, then sure lets all go bowling.

It was league night when we arrived. All the lanes were taken, but the clerk told us if #2 finished, we could have that lane. We said we would wait. We could order dinner and eat while we waited. Dinner wasn't even finished cooking when #2 lane came open. The boys registered our names in the computer. We brought our food to the table above our lane. We ate and watched each other bowl our turns from the table. They had the best curly fries but they made our fingers greasy and the holes of the balls slippery.

Tom complained about the boys shoes being so big, but Trevor needs the wide width that the bigger size provides and Riley has really long feet. They probably could have fit twelves but their toes would have been right at the end of the shoes. Tom argued that would have been a better fit and not so sloppy. I told him the boys liked their shoe sizes. The shoes worked for them.

We played two rounds. The first round Tom shot a 168 with multiple strikes and spares. Riley beat Trevor by one point and I didn't do so bad with a 78, ahead of both boys. We all need to work on our gutter balls. The next game we all showed our weaknesses. None of us had really great scores.

Trevor challenged Tom to air hockey again. Trevor lost 2 to 7. His dad was not going to let him have another close game. The sweat gleamed on their brows. Trevor would stop the puck and try to aim, but even that didn't help. It was fast and furious, with a lot of commentary on the sidelines from Riley.

Tom and I crawled into bed soon after getting home. I feel like I am married to the Tom I remember eight years ago, before life was so challenging, when life was so much fun and easier and happy. Tom still gives me that dirty look of his when he wants me to think his way and not be so stubborn. Because he is not so tired and worn out, though, he is patient and we are able to work through our issues and come out in a better place from our discussions.

Now we wait to see if the dive house sold and to which lucky winner. If it is still for sale in a few days then you know they turned down everyone, again.