Decluttering and House Sale
So before Easter I managed to get The Study into a state where someone from the estate agents could come and photograph it, along with the rest of the house, to put in its sales literature and, most importantly, on its web page. After Easter we went off to Sicily for a week and a bit, and last Wednesday, the day after we got back from Sicily, the house went on the market, and someone came to view it that same day. Lots of people came view the house the next day (Thursday) and lots more on Saturday, including partners of people who had seen the place on Wednesday and Thursday. And we discovered that the agent's various offices are very competitive about getting the commission for their particular office at the expense of inter-office communication, as we found ourselves acting as liaison between them.
We had some return viewers on Monday, including the person who had come to view on the day the house went on the market.
On Tuesday (yesterday) the agent brought us up date with all offers they had received, which they had checked as far as possible, to make sure that all the buyers could actually afford to pay what they were offering. One offer we had already rejected as being too low, but the other three were well within the acceptable range, and the highest offer was also chain-free, so we accepted that.
As the last week has been somewhat stressful, I treated myself to lie-in. So I was still in my nightclothes when someone knocked on the front door. A potential buyer who had missed her appointment for a return view on Monday, happened to be passing with her mother and wondered if she could have another look at the house with her mother... I had to explain that we had accepted an offer.
We start looking for somewhere to live next week. People of Ely, be afraid. Be very, very afraid.
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We had some return viewers on Monday, including the person who had come to view on the day the house went on the market.
On Tuesday (yesterday) the agent brought us up date with all offers they had received, which they had checked as far as possible, to make sure that all the buyers could actually afford to pay what they were offering. One offer we had already rejected as being too low, but the other three were well within the acceptable range, and the highest offer was also chain-free, so we accepted that.
As the last week has been somewhat stressful, I treated myself to lie-in. So I was still in my nightclothes when someone knocked on the front door. A potential buyer who had missed her appointment for a return view on Monday, happened to be passing with her mother and wondered if she could have another look at the house with her mother... I had to explain that we had accepted an offer.
We start looking for somewhere to live next week. People of Ely, be afraid. Be very, very afraid.
This entry was originally posted at http://valydiarosada.dreamwidth.org/9535.html