Ok, wtf is this new LJ on my phone? I can't figure out how to read comments.
Make that two offers, both suck. When it rains it pours!
So today we received an offer on our house. The offer sucked, and we countered with an offer that still sucks but is closer to where we need to be.
Fingers crossed ya'll.
Selling a house sucks. We are in month 7 and our second realtor...and no offers. Our previous realtor was an ass and it didn't end well...that's a whole post unto its own.
We have done all that we can do to make the house appealing. Every single person who comes through the house feels that it is charming and lovely... But too small. Well no shit! It's a 2 bedroom 1 bath home, I do not live in a palace. It's very frustrating...I feel completely out of control. I just want to sell my house, desperately. I want to find a new house that I can Renovate and make my own.
On the positive side, I completely ADORE our new realtor. He's fabulous and funny and he Gets Me. He knows how to calm me down and tell me to hide my crazy, and at the same time he finds me funny and "quirky". He tells me to have patience, that our buyer will come. I'm trying, but I so desperately want to start the next chapter of our lives.
My heart sank, and I'll be honest--it was a mixture of being so sad for this couple and being sad for myself. I'm not proud of this, though I can honestly say my first thought was for the woman and not my own selfish needs. Anyway, I've been heartbroken since then. I really don't have any hope that we'll find another buyer soon enough to be in the position to make an offer on my dream house.
So here we are, basically back at square one. Our realtor is a huge DB (douche bag for your Kirsteen :) and has been underperforming for the past 5 months. Thankfully, our contract with him expires on March 6th. So for now our plan is to let the rest of the month ride and spend our time finding another realtor. We are also going to approach the church next door and offer to sell our house to them for $10k under appraised value.
I'm sitting here tonight feeling totally sorry for myself. We have a foot of snow outside and I hurt my back 2 weeks ago shoveling in the last major storm so I can't help dig us out. Kevin is sick and worked all day, and I feel horribly guilty that he has to wake up tomorrow and shovel at least a foot of snow (more snow coming overnight, for the love of god save me) I'm also feeling fat and out of shape because I can't work out much with my back, and BLEH I'm whiny.
I really need to focus on the fact that we don't have a financial need to sell this house. We aren't well off, but have enough money for everything we need and most of what we want. We are all healthy (with the exception of my fatness) and happy. I'm basically pouting right now, which isn't fun for me.
Waking up at 6am on a Sunday with the most horrible cramps I've ever experienced was not the way I expected to start my day. 90 minutes later and the Motrin finally kicked in. Meh.
House hasn't sold, though we do have a guy who is very interested. This is the 3rd or 4th person who has shown interest, but no actual offers yet. I'm thankful we aren't in a position where we have to sell so I'm not too terribly stressed. Our realtor is a massive DB, so I'm sure that is part of the reason out house hasn't sold yet.
So that's about it.
So much has been happening, including a roller coaster ride that ended with us listing our house. It's been 5 days and so far no showings. I'm trying to control my crazy but there is a huge part of me that is freaking out that no one wants our house and we will never sell it. Like ever.
I've gone to a few open houses and so far it's been a whomp whomp experience. I was just brushing my teeth thinking to myself how sad it is that $250k doesn't really get you a "nice" house in my area. The news was on and I overheard a story about a drive by shooting in Philly and a child was shot as she was sitting on her front porch. It was like a punch in the gut, and I realized how incredibly lucky and privileged I am. I also realize how spoiled I am.
I haven't posted her in forever, but I needed to get this feeling down somewhere...so the next time im coveting a master bedroom with an en suite bathroom I can have a little reality check.
Please let my crumb coat be smooth and free of lumps.
PS--I'm sure once I get past this step I'll have more prayers. Stay tuned.