Phase III-XXIV in Operation Holy-Shit-Holy-Shit-Holy-Shit
A lot has happened in the last 48 hours. First, Jonna took me to a moldy house, then to a tiny house, and then to a house that was so new to the market there weren't even any pictures up on line. The latter was more of a might-as-well type of thing, since I had no idea what it would be like, but the price was good and it claimed to be in move-in condition. What we found was a place inhabited by a 92-year-old lady with COPD, who's lived there forever and done a great job keeping the place up. The second I walked in, I thought VILLA VILLEKULA. There's an open staircase, and a front porch, and a back deck, and a kitchen that's big enough to put an island in. There's even an attic. An attic! I could hide all the political refugees I want!
So we had a second showing last night with Mom and Dad, who loved it as much as I, and Jonna and I drew up an offer. The nonagenarian's seven kids had to all agree on the terms, which I though would take at least a couple of days. They came back with a counter-offer this morning, agreeing to all the terms except that they wanted the asking price. I'd been willing to pay the asking price in the first place, but Jonna said we should low-ball it so there was room to negotiate.
TL;DR: I started thinking about buying my own place just before Christmas, thinking it would take a few months at least. Contingent on the inspection next week, I'll have gone from a half-homo to a home-owner in the course of about twenty days.
So we had a second showing last night with Mom and Dad, who loved it as much as I, and Jonna and I drew up an offer. The nonagenarian's seven kids had to all agree on the terms, which I though would take at least a couple of days. They came back with a counter-offer this morning, agreeing to all the terms except that they wanted the asking price. I'd been willing to pay the asking price in the first place, but Jonna said we should low-ball it so there was room to negotiate.
TL;DR: I started thinking about buying my own place just before Christmas, thinking it would take a few months at least. Contingent on the inspection next week, I'll have gone from a half-homo to a home-owner in the course of about twenty days.