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Oct. 3rd, 2014 04:48 amI have accepted an offer on the house. :)
Well, I accepted Tuesday, but I was still on my self-imposed hiatus from LJ and Facebook. Facebook especially. I wish there were a way to get only the good aspects of FB and none of the rage-inducing drawbacks. And no, I'm not signing up for Ello. The last thing I need is another social media site. God. If it weren't my main means of staying in touch with my friends and people in general, I might give up social media cold turkey. If I did that, though, I'd basically become a hermit.
Anyway, yes, house! The negotiation was a bit of a clusterfuck. My agent was dealing with the buyers directly until suddenly another agent insinuated herself into the process at the last minute (my theory is that she's a cousin of the buyers: they're all Romanian, and I know from Romanians. You always bring in family when you can.) and fucked the dog. She started by insulting my house, then insulted me by implying that I might somehow damage the house when I moved out, and capped it all off by presenting me with an offer of less than what I paid for the house. Or, I should say, she didn't even present it to me, just shoved the paperwork at me and forced my own agent to present the offer to me. Not exactly auspicious. She obviously didn't do her homework on the property, and then tried to blame my agent for her own ignorance and laziness. It was all I could do to keep a civil tongue in my head as I politely showed her the door.
The negotiations after that went back and forth for a while, until we hit a number that, while not great, is acceptable enough. I wish I were more excited about this, but her behaviour really soured me on the whole process.
I have until November 5th to move out, which gives me juuuust over a month to pack up my whole house and find a new place to live. That being said, the buyers have 10 business days to have an inspection done, and 12 business days to get approved by a bank. So, basically, anywhere between now and roughly October 15th this whole business could fall through and I'll be screwed yet again. So I can't sign a lease until I know for sure the house is going to sell, which means that any place I have my eye on could conceivably be taken away from me at the last minute.
So I'm in limbo. Again. I'm really looking forward to a time when my life will not be entirely dependent upon other people's whims and schedules. I am, you will not be surprised to learn, a giant ball of stress about all of this.
I was originally planning to spend the next few days recovering, but that's not on the books anymore. Instead I have two potential houses to visit (rentals, in case you were wondering), and my parents are coming for a visit, which, while delightful, is never a restful proposition for me. ;)
I think I'm going to leave this entry as is. I was going to go into other things that happened in the last couple of months, mostly health-related, but I'm A) tired and B) running out of time before I need to start doing my end-of-shift routine. So I'll get to that in a later post, I guess. I know you're all waiting with bated breath.
Well, I accepted Tuesday, but I was still on my self-imposed hiatus from LJ and Facebook. Facebook especially. I wish there were a way to get only the good aspects of FB and none of the rage-inducing drawbacks. And no, I'm not signing up for Ello. The last thing I need is another social media site. God. If it weren't my main means of staying in touch with my friends and people in general, I might give up social media cold turkey. If I did that, though, I'd basically become a hermit.
Anyway, yes, house! The negotiation was a bit of a clusterfuck. My agent was dealing with the buyers directly until suddenly another agent insinuated herself into the process at the last minute (my theory is that she's a cousin of the buyers: they're all Romanian, and I know from Romanians. You always bring in family when you can.) and fucked the dog. She started by insulting my house, then insulted me by implying that I might somehow damage the house when I moved out, and capped it all off by presenting me with an offer of less than what I paid for the house. Or, I should say, she didn't even present it to me, just shoved the paperwork at me and forced my own agent to present the offer to me. Not exactly auspicious. She obviously didn't do her homework on the property, and then tried to blame my agent for her own ignorance and laziness. It was all I could do to keep a civil tongue in my head as I politely showed her the door.
The negotiations after that went back and forth for a while, until we hit a number that, while not great, is acceptable enough. I wish I were more excited about this, but her behaviour really soured me on the whole process.
I have until November 5th to move out, which gives me juuuust over a month to pack up my whole house and find a new place to live. That being said, the buyers have 10 business days to have an inspection done, and 12 business days to get approved by a bank. So, basically, anywhere between now and roughly October 15th this whole business could fall through and I'll be screwed yet again. So I can't sign a lease until I know for sure the house is going to sell, which means that any place I have my eye on could conceivably be taken away from me at the last minute.
So I'm in limbo. Again. I'm really looking forward to a time when my life will not be entirely dependent upon other people's whims and schedules. I am, you will not be surprised to learn, a giant ball of stress about all of this.
I was originally planning to spend the next few days recovering, but that's not on the books anymore. Instead I have two potential houses to visit (rentals, in case you were wondering), and my parents are coming for a visit, which, while delightful, is never a restful proposition for me. ;)
I think I'm going to leave this entry as is. I was going to go into other things that happened in the last couple of months, mostly health-related, but I'm A) tired and B) running out of time before I need to start doing my end-of-shift routine. So I'll get to that in a later post, I guess. I know you're all waiting with bated breath.
