We’ve been feverishly looking at houses. We’ve put so many miles on Eden’s poor little car it’s not even funny. We’ve driven across central Missouri so many times. On Monday, we made plans to see another property outside Jefferson City. At the last minute, the realtor we’d been somewhat displeased with anyway cancelled on us. Again. She suggested that we click on “ask to see this house” on the realtor website. It would offer up the appointment to whomever responded first.
I did that, and within seconds a realtor responded and agreed to show us the house in a few hours. That house was a bust, but when I found another home on an acreage nearby that evening, I texted the new realtor, asking to see it. Within seconds, he responded and we made plans. That was so much better than the realtors we’ve dealt with up to this point! Hours or days had gone by without response from them.
That house had major potential. It is so many things I didn’t really want, but so many I did too. We “did due diligence” and saw the last house we’d scheduled to see on Wednesday, agreed it was a hard no based on filth and deterioration alone, never mind the stench, and made an offer on the first house we’d seen that day.
We offered below asking. The house had been on the market, and I’d seen it then, but we hadn’t been close enough to see it before it went under contract. The market has changed some since then, and then the first contract had fallen through. We expected to haggle.
They accepted our offer. We’re paying with cash, so closing should be fast. Likely two weeks we’re told.
We then hear that since the first sale fell through days before closing, the title company had already finished their work. They’ll change names on paperwork and, so long as nothing arises to change the original plan, we close the sale and take possession next Thursday, October 6. That will be from making an offer to closed in eight days.
It’s on almost ten acres. With work, we’ll clear land and have animals again, and a garden. We are thrilled to consider being done with this crazy journey and back in a home of our own.
The whole attitude amongst my family has changed. Hope. That’s what hope looks like.