After an experience like this, it makes me understand all those stories people have about finding "the one." For some, it might be a romantic love interest, for others a hip coffee shop down that street that has not been "discovered" yet. For us, I think it was this house.
We first saw the house listed last Thursday - it just went on the market last week! We had a whole list of houses scheduled to view, and asked Violet, our Realtor, to add this one to the end of our schedule. So we saw it on Saturday, and loved it. I thought it might be "too good to be true" at that price, but the place was in great shape (if needing some updates though).
So we traveled back on Sunday for a second viewing, and fell in love with the surrounding neighborhood. The selling agent lives two doors down, and did a good job convincing us to consider the area. We drove around, and were reminded of Evanston (a place we loved but probably would never / will never actually live). Rachel had visions of taking walks up and down the sidewalks, and of planting her garden in the backyard.
Thus the crushing disappointment when we found out we were bidding against other people. Rachel cried. And we moped. We were thinking they would counter, but going up against other people it seemed like we were toast with our limited budget. However, we gave the bid our best shot, and it was enough money to entice them to accept. (Well, that and a letter we wrote to the seller detailing how deserving we were of the house. Our Realtor's idea. And Rachel says it is in the line of the "Miller Way" of using circumstance to get what you want when you want it.)
Now, the inspection and all the details of preparing for closing, assuming everything goes as planned. (if everything goes as planned??)
I will take some more pictures on Friday, which is when I hope to have the inspection.
Time to celebrate! Hey, I guess I will have to keep all the champagne for myself :)
-alan
We first saw the house listed last Thursday - it just went on the market last week! We had a whole list of houses scheduled to view, and asked Violet, our Realtor, to add this one to the end of our schedule. So we saw it on Saturday, and loved it. I thought it might be "too good to be true" at that price, but the place was in great shape (if needing some updates though).
So we traveled back on Sunday for a second viewing, and fell in love with the surrounding neighborhood. The selling agent lives two doors down, and did a good job convincing us to consider the area. We drove around, and were reminded of Evanston (a place we loved but probably would never / will never actually live). Rachel had visions of taking walks up and down the sidewalks, and of planting her garden in the backyard.
Thus the crushing disappointment when we found out we were bidding against other people. Rachel cried. And we moped. We were thinking they would counter, but going up against other people it seemed like we were toast with our limited budget. However, we gave the bid our best shot, and it was enough money to entice them to accept. (Well, that and a letter we wrote to the seller detailing how deserving we were of the house. Our Realtor's idea. And Rachel says it is in the line of the "Miller Way" of using circumstance to get what you want when you want it.)
Now, the inspection and all the details of preparing for closing, assuming everything goes as planned. (if everything goes as planned??)
I will take some more pictures on Friday, which is when I hope to have the inspection.
Time to celebrate! Hey, I guess I will have to keep all the champagne for myself :)
-alan
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