Our house, is a very very very fine house. (fine house!) January 17, 2007
So we made an offer on a house yesterday.
It was perfect. Right in the middle of the neighborhood we want, even down to the little box of streets I’ve deemed most desirable. In our price range. Hardwoods (under PINK CARPET). Cool built-in shelves. Plenty of storage. An incredible back yard with a huge deck and well-kept landscaping. With work on the floors and walls it would have been sweet. We found it online on Friday, looked at it Saturday and Monday, and made an offer yesterday.
But we didn’t get it.
I’ve never gone through that process before. We bought our townhouse new and got to choose all the details on the inside. Plus, we were renting before that, so we didn’t have to deal with selling our house while trying to buy another one. It was easy like Sunday morning. But this was stressful – how much do you offer? What about the inspection? What do you ask for your house? When can you show it? WHAT DO WE DO WITH MILES!?!?!?
It’ll make you crazy, and we only did it for three days.
We were so close we could taste it, and now we’ve got the bug to move. Which is why you could find us at 11:30 last night, driving across town to look at a house we found online. We think we might like it. We’re going to see it this weekend.
Wish us luck. I am freaking out.
Wow, big news!
YAY FOR A HOUSE!
HOUSE!
I’m so glad I wrote this… right before we found out there is a contract on that house. Blast.
I’ve moved so many times with my folks that I know this electric feeling well. And … well, I’m still bitter that we got beat by 24 hours on the house we should have moved into in Mississippi about 16 years ago now. STILL BITTER.
So, uh, don’t be me. And good luck finding a new place if it’s what y’all decide to do. [Me, I have no desire to move anytime soon, but then I've moved way too many times in my life already.]