It's ours! It's not... It's ours! We don't know yet...
The last few weeks have been excruciating and expensive. We're in the middle of trying to buy a house. It's got lots of ups and downs. Initially we wanted to offer $119,000 for it. The next day we find out that someone else wants to make an offer so we bring our offer up to full price, pending inspection to $129,000. Post inspection we decide it's in rough shape, our real estate agent tells us it's probably not a good idea to offer less than a couple grand. So we offer $127,000. Now he calls me and says that the other party did not have any conditions and they've offered around the same price as us, so lowering our initial offer might make us look bad and they could go with the others. So our offer stands at 129,000.
Oh, the things that are wrong with the house right now too!!! It's going to cost an arm and a leg to get it all repaired. I'm nervous, and I know that I can't say "I wish there was a sign whether this house is for us or not" because there has been about a million signs so far that tell us to run as far away as possible from this house before it sucks all of our money out of our wallets.
But the potential, and the proximity!
Maybe if the deal does fall through we might be able to go back to New Zealand... earthquakes and all. I mean technically right now we have enough money to go there! Work on the boat, save a shitload of money again... but I digress.
The house. It's perfect in a very imperfect way. I've seen myself in it, raising our children, hosting guests, cuddling by the fire place, having bon fires outside, my cousin living and paying rent with us. It's beautiful.
I've also seen myself cleaning it before the move in, the whole left in the plaster after the electrician has rewired the house, starving because there are so many initial costs it's ridiculous, and sanding that piss stain on the hardwood floor in the living room. I guess I shouldn't be so pessimistic though.
On another note, living here would mean we could probably splurge a little more on the honeymoon, or even go to Europe for 42 days next year.
This is so bittersweet. I don't know where I stand.
I guess I'll know in 2.5 hours though.... providing she gets back to us in that time frame. Pffts, yeah!
Oh, the things that are wrong with the house right now too!!! It's going to cost an arm and a leg to get it all repaired. I'm nervous, and I know that I can't say "I wish there was a sign whether this house is for us or not" because there has been about a million signs so far that tell us to run as far away as possible from this house before it sucks all of our money out of our wallets.
But the potential, and the proximity!
Maybe if the deal does fall through we might be able to go back to New Zealand... earthquakes and all. I mean technically right now we have enough money to go there! Work on the boat, save a shitload of money again... but I digress.
The house. It's perfect in a very imperfect way. I've seen myself in it, raising our children, hosting guests, cuddling by the fire place, having bon fires outside, my cousin living and paying rent with us. It's beautiful.
I've also seen myself cleaning it before the move in, the whole left in the plaster after the electrician has rewired the house, starving because there are so many initial costs it's ridiculous, and sanding that piss stain on the hardwood floor in the living room. I guess I shouldn't be so pessimistic though.
On another note, living here would mean we could probably splurge a little more on the honeymoon, or even go to Europe for 42 days next year.
This is so bittersweet. I don't know where I stand.
I guess I'll know in 2.5 hours though.... providing she gets back to us in that time frame. Pffts, yeah!