So the house saga dragged on until this morning. I'm not quite sure what the hell was going on, but a brief timeline of yesterday's events:
9:00 am - Our realtor calls the Selling Agent (SA) to see where to fax our offer. No answer. She faxes the offer to his office.
11:00 am - Hearing nothing, our agent is getting nervous and texts the SA. Nothing.
1:00 pm - SA fucking texts our agent to let her know that he never got the offer at his office and to send it to his house. Our agent obliges.
1:30 pm - SA again texts our agent to say that he got our offer just in time because his fax machine ran out of ink and that he was only able to print the first few pages, but that's fine. Our agent calls. No answer.
6:00 pm - Deadline for all bids.
8:00 pm - Hearing nothing our agent decides to text SA (since he doesn't seem to be able to pick up his phone) and gets a text back saying that SA's clients are going to decide any minute and it looks good for us.
9:00 pm - Nothing.
10:00 pm - Nothing.
10:30 pm - We go to bed with my phone on the nightstand. Toss and turn all night, finally turning my phone off at 1:30 so I don't have to listen to my inbox fill through the night.
5:30 am - Rise and shine. No news. We drag our asses through the morning routine, tied as hell and grumpy because the Wee One is pulling her "terrible twos at 17 months" thing and practicing her two favorite words, "No" and "Mine".
8:00 am - Get a call from our agent, congratulating us on having our offer accepted. Apparently SA emailed our agent just after 10:30. WTF? I've met this guy, he is not mute. Pick up the fucking phone! It's shocking that he can't talk to a bidder's agent at any point during the day when they are putting in a highest and best bid. I actually got the call from our agent while I was writing this post, and I have to say that I barely feel any excitement at all. I'm glad this is over, but I'm so damn tired that I barely care. I'm pretty sure this isn't what buying your first house is supposed to be like, but these milestones are often anti-climatic.
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Yay congratulations, now proceed to the local watering hole and order smooth, cold libations.
ReplyDeletehurray!
ReplyDeleteOur first house was a major anti-climax as well. I know other people with the same sort of anti-climax feelings, all be it due to other reasons.
In our case the bank forgpt to check our funding, so could not release an okay on the morning before the sell. Offered to go and help them sort it out, picking things up at the other side of the country if I had to. But Noooo, bank made a mistake, but was not running any harder. They were busy, becasue they were too popular. Major anti-climax: sell was postponed a week merely for the bank to fax an okay of three words...
But we have a house, and we lo0ve it.
Climax can still come when you have the keys (hurray) and open door (even bigger hurray!)
GR, it's 9:30 in the morning. Even I don't start that early. But, there will be libations. Oh yes.
ReplyDeleteLin, I am excited, but tired of the whole "twisting in the wind" feeling. Once we have the keys I think it will be a lot more fun. At the same time, today's XKCD comic could not have been more appropriate.
YAY, excellent!
ReplyDeleteWhat a pain. And it only gets better. House inspection! Closing drama (our sellers delayed the closing, because he had to beg for money from people, as he needed to bring 50 grand to the closing to unload the house). Truly awful!
Oh, and a tip: terrible twos is a terrible misnomer. But it's easierm though less accurate, than saying "Terrible 18-37 months"
Sweeeeeet! Congrats :)
ReplyDeleteCrappy deal, but congrats on getting the house!! You'll start getting excited about it soon, I'm sure!
ReplyDeleteWoohoo! Hooray! What song did you decide to go with? ;) Very happy for you.
ReplyDeleteAnd yeah, that's exactly what buying any house is like...drama drama drama. Last time we sold a house, the buyer pitched a fit about his realtor's not telling him that the interest rate went up one percent and literally WALKED OUT of closing (this after we'd put a new roof on the house at his request!). For two hours, we just sat there, not knowing if we were moving or what. His realtor must have talked him down because he came back in, angrily signed everything, and left. We almost fainted with relief.
But once you're happily unpacked, the pain of the negotiations will fade away. Kind of like with birth.
Excellent! I'll start shopping around for housewarming gift...I think a drum set for the wee one should be good, and maybe some lawn ornaments.
ReplyDelete(Congrats though! While the actual purchase is anti-climatic, one day you'll come home after a lond day and be struck by the satisfaction of OWNING it- you'll feel great and feel a dire need to remodel!)
How about a Yankees gnome for a lawn ornament?
ReplyDeleteCongrats! I'll send some pink flamingoes!
ReplyDeleteHow about 1,347 fragments of a Yakees gnome for a lawn ornament? You can send it whole or pre-smashed, but either way....
ReplyDeleteI'm excited to freak out the neighbors by filling the lawn with the tackiest stuff we can find for the first week. Anyone have one of those shiny orbs on a pedestal and the wood cut out that looks like a woman bent over in the garden?
I'm hoping we have seen the last of the pre-closing stupidity, but somehow I doubt it.
Congratulations!
ReplyDeleteCongrats! Enjoy the house - great to have that taken care of, and a place you will enjoy leaving work for!
ReplyDeleteYou know what else is fun? Once you reach that point in the closing when you start to take your realtor's word for what it is you are signing. Because there are only so many times you can scan impenetrable legalese and nod as if you know what you're doing, plus you're battling hand cramping from all the signatures.
ReplyDeleteHope you're celebrating BIG tonight. Woohoo!
Just don't cut the lawn for a couple months. That'll freak them out.
ReplyDeleteDoes congratulations from an anonymous mean much? Either way, congratulations.
PS Sox fan? Last night sucked.
congratulations! welcome to the world of home ownership, a life of yard work, repairs and renos! :))))
ReplyDeleteAh yes, the lawn work. The repairs. What a pain!
ReplyDeleteBut if you are anywhere in the area, and need some one with, you know, actual useful skills, I got a master electrician-in-law, and a painter-in-law. I'd offer some patch clamping, but somehow I don't think it'll help.
On the flip side, if I want to change something in the house, I actually can! No more dealing with the creaky step that the landlord won't fix. I can pull it out, repair it poorly and create a hazard in the house, just like any other barely trained DYIer.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the offer Nat, but we may have to wait until teleportation is invented.