We made an offer on a house Friday afternoon after seeing it that morning at 9am. It was the first home we’ve looked at in person. We don’t even have a buyer’s agent yet; we just went inside with a friend who’s a realtor the day after the house popped up on the MLS as a bank-owned offering.
Since then, Pretty Bride has talked nonstop of all the changes in paint colors, tiles, walls, pool chemicals, landscaping, and appliances she wants to make if the bid is accepted. We visited it again (without an agent; it’s been unlocked for some reason) on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. Every time we went by, someone else was leaving or coming to see it.
It was listed for $100k+ below what the last owners paid in 2001. It needs a lot of work.
Pretty Bride is talking about it right now as I type. She’s explaining the tax estimates and zillow estimates of “our” house and all those around it. She really is incapable of talking about anything else right now.
Tomorrow we’ll find out if our bid (which was $45k above the list price, but I think was too low, now that we’ve looked at the values around it) is accepted, whether we will get a counter, or whether we will get ignored.
At least, I hope it’s tomorrow. Because I’m not sure we can handle more waiting
Okay, we did do 1 thing other than obsessing about this house all weekend. We drove to a park close to the house we want and went hiking:
If only EVERYONE in the family had this level of confidence and relaxation.