IHOL (International House of Lisa) is, and has been, on the market. It's a lovely house and I love it dearly. If I could take it with me, I would. Alas, I cannot. When I was visiting what will become my next hometown, I decided to stop in at the local God Shop. It's been there since before Jesus, or 1892...whichever came first. I laughed because I told my Mom that all I was going to have to say is "Selling a house." Sure enough ~ he walked straight back to the shelf and handed me a St. Joseph statue and pretty much thought that was it. I am sure he gets a lot of people walking in & then right back out ~ most of them not Catholic buying St. Joe to do anything to sell the house.
Being brought up Catholic, I felt obligated to peruse the store. I think he was grateful to have someone that was really Catholic in there ~ even though I am about as Catholic as my dog at this point in my life. It's funny how the Catholic-ness surfaces though. It felt wrong just to dash in and out. I felt like I owed it to them to meander. I thought about trying to find a patron saint for Mom to help her with the struggles that she is having, but didn't se anything. There were a ton of gaudy and/or ornate crosses. Lots and lots of Jesus, which was to be expected. I did end up getting a charm for Cecelia too. She now officially wears more jewelry that her Human Mom. She has a St. Francis medallion.
Now, I get to bury him. It seems sacrilegious, but it's endorsed by people much more religious than me. The dilemma has become "where to bury him?!" There are 2 schools of thought - face him toward the house you are selling or face him toward the direction of the new home.
OK, so which do I choose?
I could plant (heh, planting a saint...) him on the NW corner near the garage. That way, he's be facing the house AND Indianapolis, but...
I have a statue of Mary on the SW corner of the house. Wouldn't it be nice to plant St. Joe next to (well, technically underneath) his wife? Doubly whammy?
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