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.
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