It’s Not My Virtue
Posted By jayna on February 23, 2009
Patience. I have none. Absolutely zero.
Last weekend, the husband and I found THE house. The one that fits every parameter of our vastly different lists. The house that needs nothing to move in and make it livable. The one that is in the country, on over an acre, has wood floors, a fireplace, 4 bedrooms, a ginormous laundry room, tons of windows, an entire space for a playroom, and . . . the best part ever . . . a glorious front porch.
Only problem . . . it’s listed just a smidge higher than we will pay. We could, but we aren’t stupid, and we won’t.
So, we spent the entire drive home hemming and hawing and put in an offer the next morning. And waited. And waited. And waited. And found out that our well thought out and not-too-insulting offer was not being countered. Instead, they simply requested we put in a higher offer.
Sooooo, after a few bouts of cursing and wondering what they fark is wrong with people to not counter, we put in another offer. And now we wait. And wait. And wait.
I’m no good at waiting. I can’t detach myself from this house. In one week, I’ve already mentally decorated the playroom, girls’ room, my sewing room and living room. I’ve replaced back splashes, screened in the front porch, and installed cabinets in the laundry. I’ve planted a garden and picked out gardenias, crepe myrtles and camellias for the landscaping I’ve thought up.
It’s sad. I know better. I see the situation with the offers and I just know that these people aren’t going to budge. And I just know that when we reach our limit and keep hearing “no”, I’m going to be devastated.
That’s why you shouldn’t have a dream house, because when you find it, it’s all that harder to let it go.
That is exactly why I haven't called a Realtor to step inside any houses yet. I'm afraid that if I do, we'll be making an offer that day, and we know we'll be better set to buy this summer. I NEED to move in the spring or summer so I can take as much garden with me as possible.
I hope they take your offer. You totally deserve to get your dream house after a few months of living in your nightmare house.
I, too, hope they take your offer. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, hon. I'm still not in my dream house, but I know where it is. Here's hoping!
Oh this is such a painful experience! Was not that long ago I was ringing my hands over it all. Hope it works out!