Sunday, August 2, 2009
It all started back in November of last year,
when a nice woman, a complete stranger,
walked up the steps and knocked on our front door.
She said she loved our home from the outside,
and would we please, please let her have a tour of the inside.
We actually have quite a bit of people that
ask to see the inside, so we didn't think anything of it.
In she came.
Before she left, she asked if we would sell our home and
made an offer. What she didn't know was that this summer,
we knew there was a possibility that Pookie
would be going back to Colorado
for a big job there that was scheduled to
last at least 2 years.
Knowing this, and knowing that we probably would
be putting the house on the market in the Spring,
we began negotiations and finally came to an
Appraisal and inspection went great and soon we were at
2 weeks till closing.
If you remember back late last year,
the mortgage companies were going a little crazy,
and they made some changes in her financing
that she couldn't handle. They wanted more down payment.
So, the deal was off.
I felt bad, but was secretly relieved.
I just wasn't ready to say goodbye yet, even though
I knew we would probably have to the next year.
I wanted one more Christmas in the home that we love!
Well, spring came very quickly, and the house was listed.
We had painted the shingles and the trim so it looks all spiffy.
After just 1 week on the market we had another really good offer.
But, once again, their mortgage company changed
their requirement, and they couldn't swing it.
He was a self employed person, and they wanted him
to be on the job for 2 1/2 years, instead of the the
previous requirement of 2 years.
There's nothing you can do about a time frame.
It either is or it isn't.
Then, 2 weeks ago, we got another couple
that walked up to the door,
and asked if they could see our house.
They'd retired early, and were looking
for a second home near their family in Provo, Utah.
They made an offer that day.
2 days later we had the inspection and appraisal the same day.
Then we left for Colorado for a couple of days.
And we are supposed to close next week.
The realtor said in her 35 years of selling homes,
this is the fastest closing she's ever had.
AND, the buyers want to up the price and buy it fully furnished.
Right down to my sheets and towels, dishes, furniture...
I am freaking OUT!
Is there such a thing as SELLERS remorse?????????????????
This afternoon I was sitting on my porch, all
by my lonesome and feeling completely overwhelmed.
Right there, rocking in my favorite wicker chair
that I had painted black.
And I sobbed....and sobbed...and sobbed.
Pookie came out looking for me and just stood there and
said, "Bunnie, grab my hand....come off the ledge...it's going
to be ok"
I think it will.
I hope it will.
It's going to take me some time.