I kind of feel like Dooce except I’m short, I’m not blond, I only have one dog, Verizon isn’t paying me any money to write anything and I’m not living in Utah and don’t think I know many, if any, Mormons. But just like Dooce, I’m having house drama.
As I mentioned we found a house. And then we spent a day going back and forth about mortgages and the best way to pay for said house and how not to lose our shirts and what should we offer and why weren’t we rich. We also met with a contractor at the house (hmmm, I haven’t heard from the contractor….) to see what they thought the cost of renovations would run and if the house had good bones. By the time we did all that, got our crap together and the realtor drew up the offer, 48 hours had passed and it was Tuesday afternoon. As the realtor went to hit the “submit” button, he checked the website one more time to ensure he had everything he needed and saw that they had dropped the price AGAIN but they also had multiple offers on the home. So what did we want to do? Awesome, so now we’re in a competing situation with others but who knows who the others are and how many others there are and what those others have offered. We went ahead and cleaned up our offer to make it as attractive and easy as possible for the bank and submitted it.
And now we wait.
All we know is that our offer was received on time. And we keep waiting. It can take from 1-5 days to hear back from the seller. And we’re waiting as patiently as we (I) can.
And in the meantime, things are moving forward on our house. The buyer came by and did the inspection yesterday and we’re waiting on their punch list. And September 7th, the closing date, looms ever closer. And we still have no where to live. We’ve pretty much decided that we’re probably going to have to rent for a while. A month or 3. Not awesome but not the end of the world. A corporate rental (aka furnished) would be ideal but could also be really costly when you factor in rent and storage of all our earthly possessions.
So who knows what’s going to happen. I can tell you one thing for sure, I’m going to have this baby at some point in the next 2 months and it will need a roof over its head. As will Courtney and Hunter and Paul and I. I’ll head out with the realtor tomorrow morning just to keep looking and exploring our options since we just don’t know what’s going to happen. And then I’m going to go on vacation and I’m going to leave it to the man of the house to keep looking and packing and nesting (which we haven’t really talked about yet, hi honey (sheepishly waving from the kitchen) but there’s for sure a honey-do list) so when I get back, life is less daunting.
Wish us luck, I think we’re going to need it!
