I have been holding out on writing because I didn't want to throw out one exciting thing. I firmly believe that I have something worth reading here.
A few weeks ago we bid on a house that was selling for $125,000. We offered $128,000 and we lost it. We weren't surprised at all. We figured a cash buyer came in and robbed us. Well that buyer backed out. Why? We frankly don't know. So we offered again and by golly, they accepted.
At first I was super excited. I felt like I finally won something. Then I started thinking, wait a minute, why us? There must be something wrong, very wrong. James has the septic pegged.
It's a strange story how we got to this point. Originally our realtor was selling it to someone else for the higher price. It's why we never saw it earlier. Well they put their offer in only to have it denied. The property had been grouped with other homes to be sold in bulk. That deal fizzled also and the house came back on. By then though the first family had bid on something else and couldn't bid. Then the price dropped. We bid. Lost it. It came back on. We bid. We got it. Whack! Buying a house is whack!
So here we sit, slightly excited, slightly anxious. The price is right. It has private pool, tennis court, and beach access. The lot next door is rumored to be for sale. James figured out that it could be owned by the ex wife of our possibly future neighbor. She now lives in Lynnwood. If we bought that we would be sitting so pretty. The house is the exact replica of where we live now, with a few minuscule details. It's more open inside but it has a horrendous entrance. Lets just say we will climb a lot of stairs there. Still, we are skeptical of this offer. Yes, we will take it. Save money and own a house? Ya Sure You Betcha. But what's the catch? How did we get this? What's wrong with this place? Stay tuned.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Friday, February 1, 2013
And We Are Back
We have arrived back at dead bug house. It wasn't bad to begin with but it wasn't "perfect". Well, they significantly lowered the price. After talking money, James and I decided to go for it.
James told me it would cost us $800 a month. That's with EVERYTHING. Hmmmmm... If that is correct, we would be SAVING money. We were pretty convinced we could sell it for a profit. We were convinced we could rent it for a profit. So we signed the papers and into waitsville we went.
Then our realtor calls us. She let us know that the listing agent needed us to sign a form stating that we know other offers exist. Today. By end of day. In a few hours. He, however, has emailed the form to her twice. She has not received it. He is busy and won't be by a computer for a few hours. Awesome.
She lets us know there are multiple offers in and more processing. M*th*r F*ck*r. Always happens. She lets us know that hopefully early next week the bank will pick its best offers and then come back to the buyers asking them what the highest they will go is. Excuse me, what? The highest I will go? This is my offer. I put in all I want to put in. I already offered above asking price. You want me to just offer your last asking price? What's the GD point??!! Seriously, our offer isn't all that shy of the last asking price. I hate bidding wars. It's not that amazing of a house. Freaking take it if you want it so bad. We all know what's going to happen. Someone is going to low ball the bank with cash and that's what they are going to take. Effers. It doesn't matter.
Even if that doesn't happen and we are one of the chosen few, we could offer more. The problem is, it's not that epic of a house. I have this bleeding heart where I want the house I live in to be appealing to me. This house doesn't exactly have it. Yes, it has a large open living space. It has pool and beach rights. It has an okay deck to keep deer away from my flowers. But, it has horrendous stairs to climb. It has no clear division of land. If I am in my backyard playing, everyone can see me. There's no fences. It's deep down the island. I am so completely torn! I hate it and love it. I can't wait to hear the outcome. Oh, we did get the papers signed. We are in.
James told me it would cost us $800 a month. That's with EVERYTHING. Hmmmmm... If that is correct, we would be SAVING money. We were pretty convinced we could sell it for a profit. We were convinced we could rent it for a profit. So we signed the papers and into waitsville we went.
Then our realtor calls us. She let us know that the listing agent needed us to sign a form stating that we know other offers exist. Today. By end of day. In a few hours. He, however, has emailed the form to her twice. She has not received it. He is busy and won't be by a computer for a few hours. Awesome.
She lets us know there are multiple offers in and more processing. M*th*r F*ck*r. Always happens. She lets us know that hopefully early next week the bank will pick its best offers and then come back to the buyers asking them what the highest they will go is. Excuse me, what? The highest I will go? This is my offer. I put in all I want to put in. I already offered above asking price. You want me to just offer your last asking price? What's the GD point??!! Seriously, our offer isn't all that shy of the last asking price. I hate bidding wars. It's not that amazing of a house. Freaking take it if you want it so bad. We all know what's going to happen. Someone is going to low ball the bank with cash and that's what they are going to take. Effers. It doesn't matter.
Even if that doesn't happen and we are one of the chosen few, we could offer more. The problem is, it's not that epic of a house. I have this bleeding heart where I want the house I live in to be appealing to me. This house doesn't exactly have it. Yes, it has a large open living space. It has pool and beach rights. It has an okay deck to keep deer away from my flowers. But, it has horrendous stairs to climb. It has no clear division of land. If I am in my backyard playing, everyone can see me. There's no fences. It's deep down the island. I am so completely torn! I hate it and love it. I can't wait to hear the outcome. Oh, we did get the papers signed. We are in.
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