Where I whine and feel sorry for myself...and then hopefully snap out of it
We were SO DAMN close to having a buyer for our house. Last Sat a lovely couple were scheduled for their 3rd showing and it was 95% sure we were getting an offer. This couple was perfect for my house...young couple, first home, and they really "get" the character and charm of a house that was built in 1929. A half hour before the scheduled showing they had to cancel due to a medical emergency. We were disappointed, but our realtor assured us the couple was still interested and would be rescheduling asap. So the next day C and I hit up some open houses where I absolutely fell in love with a house. It's the perfect house for us, and in my top choice neighborhood. I spent 45 minutes in the house...I'm serious ya'll, if I could have written an offer right then and there I would have. I got in the car and sent an excited text to my husband (who was working) and then found out the reason the nice couple had to cancel the day before. The woman may have breast cancer.
My heart sank, and I'll be honest--it was a mixture of being so sad for this couple and being sad for myself. I'm not proud of this, though I can honestly say my first thought was for the woman and not my own selfish needs. Anyway, I've been heartbroken since then. I really don't have any hope that we'll find another buyer soon enough to be in the position to make an offer on my dream house.
So here we are, basically back at square one. Our realtor is a huge DB (douche bag for your Kirsteen :) and has been underperforming for the past 5 months. Thankfully, our contract with him expires on March 6th. So for now our plan is to let the rest of the month ride and spend our time finding another realtor. We are also going to approach the church next door and offer to sell our house to them for $10k under appraised value.
I'm sitting here tonight feeling totally sorry for myself. We have a foot of snow outside and I hurt my back 2 weeks ago shoveling in the last major storm so I can't help dig us out. Kevin is sick and worked all day, and I feel horribly guilty that he has to wake up tomorrow and shovel at least a foot of snow (more snow coming overnight, for the love of god save me) I'm also feeling fat and out of shape because I can't work out much with my back, and BLEH I'm whiny.
I really need to focus on the fact that we don't have a financial need to sell this house. We aren't well off, but have enough money for everything we need and most of what we want. We are all healthy (with the exception of my fatness) and happy. I'm basically pouting right now, which isn't fun for me.
My heart sank, and I'll be honest--it was a mixture of being so sad for this couple and being sad for myself. I'm not proud of this, though I can honestly say my first thought was for the woman and not my own selfish needs. Anyway, I've been heartbroken since then. I really don't have any hope that we'll find another buyer soon enough to be in the position to make an offer on my dream house.
So here we are, basically back at square one. Our realtor is a huge DB (douche bag for your Kirsteen :) and has been underperforming for the past 5 months. Thankfully, our contract with him expires on March 6th. So for now our plan is to let the rest of the month ride and spend our time finding another realtor. We are also going to approach the church next door and offer to sell our house to them for $10k under appraised value.
I'm sitting here tonight feeling totally sorry for myself. We have a foot of snow outside and I hurt my back 2 weeks ago shoveling in the last major storm so I can't help dig us out. Kevin is sick and worked all day, and I feel horribly guilty that he has to wake up tomorrow and shovel at least a foot of snow (more snow coming overnight, for the love of god save me) I'm also feeling fat and out of shape because I can't work out much with my back, and BLEH I'm whiny.
I really need to focus on the fact that we don't have a financial need to sell this house. We aren't well off, but have enough money for everything we need and most of what we want. We are all healthy (with the exception of my fatness) and happy. I'm basically pouting right now, which isn't fun for me.