No, no, no. I bought him because he's going to help me with my house hunting! Duh!
Him: "Hi baby. How was your day?"
Me: "Great! Hey, I gotta keep this brief because I'm going to the Catholic book store right now so I can get a St. Joseph statue to bury in our yard. It'll help us get the house we want!!"
Him: "........"
Some days it must be really odd to be married to me.
Anyway, I remember my mom telling me that if you want to sell a house you bury him right side up in your back yard, and if you want to buy a house you bury him upside down in your front yard. Technically, you're only supposed to bury him in the ground when you want to sell your house; you're SOL if you want to buy one. Super technically, you only bury him when you want to sell your house, and you have to bury him upside down and facing away from your house, and you say some special novenas every day for a week. I decided to throw caution to the wind and buried him upside down in our front yard. Maybe St. Joseph will appreciate my free thinking.
Honestly, I do it more for the kitsch factor than anything, but superstition certainly has its claws in me with some things. I won't put my purse on the floor because my mom always says it'll make you spend money faster if you do. Any time I have my purse, I put it on my lap or on a chair. I never unintentionally set my purse on the floor.
Anyway, even though I'm buying an house instead of selling one, I've still gone and buried ol' St. Joe and I've let him know my request to get the house on Lincoln. We submitted the offer today, and should hear back in about a week. If we get the house, I'm supposed to put the statue in a place of honor in our new home. I may mount him to my sewing machine as that is as high an honor as this little chica can bestow.
xoxo,
*More info on the St. Joseph statue here.
