It has taken over a week for me to write this post. The disappointment is still intense. We spent last Tuesday (August 1st) working our butts off to write an offer for this farm that wasn’t on the market yet.
Long story short: I saw the farm last March when it was on the market but the owner took it off the market before Mark could see it. (I think the best way we can explain this owner was having issues with letting go). So we kind of forgot about it. This owner is also the kind that stays when you tour the house (UGH) so I met her in March and she was very nice and all and seemed to like me. So she called my realtor a few weeks ago to say she was putting the house back on the market and did we want to take a look again. I talked to Mark and he said yes so we were ready to take a look. But meanwhile the owner went away for a week and her new realtor never contacted our realtor. SO we waited and waited and then finally got to go see it the Sunday before we went away.
And I loved it all over again. And Mark liked it too…AMAZING. Seriously he is hard to shop real estate with. The house was NOT perfect. It was 215 years old for starters. Yeah. It was in great shape but still 215 years old. That is an old ass house. The barn was such a cute little two stall barn with a wash stall with a rolling door out front so you could let air in. There were paddocks everywhere (The farm was less than 3 acres so really could only have had Remus on it). It was pretty cute.
ANYWAY, we decided to make an offer. EVEN THOUGH WE WERE GOING ON VACATION …(yes we be crazy). We went back and forth with our realtor and mortgage guy and realized quickly that we didn’t have enough money to close on our original offer. (We had enough but would be flat dead broke in savings if we did it, which makes my very conservative British husband cringe). So we kind of backed off then rethought and came up with a lower offer but still very attractive. We still would be eating soup for a while but it was at least doable. We were about ready to sign it and send it to the seller when my realtor (Tuesday evening, no less after the longest day EVER) says she heard from the seller and the seller could not possibly move till December.
Now there were a couple issues with this. One was if we got an accepted offer and waited till DECEMBER to close we wouldn’t be able to lock in our mortgage rate. (So right off the bat NO). Second was we wanted a house now. We need to get our current house on the market before winter so nope not doing December. So we told our realtor nope.
The woman has been distinctly flaky (the seller) and I just started to get weird feelings on it all. We loved the property but I had worries that the inspection might not be great and I could see her being like OH WELL I don’t want to sell anyway. So we got into our car and drove to BWI and flew to NH and ME and had a great weekend.
Oh but then our realtor emailed us on Wednesday during our travel and said “The seller really doesn’t want to lose the sale, she might be able to mover earlier”.
Umm…just no. First off we didn’t know if she would accept the offer we came up with and second of all read the blog post all again. Alarm signals everywhere.
SO we might not end up with a cute farmette. And that is okay. Remus boards at a great facility that takes care of him like their own. If you throw a rock any direction you can hit a boarding facility sign in the area I live in. And we are now considering renting first so we can sell our house and have more money to play with when we do buy! So just a normal crazy ass time on FatBuckskin lane. It is all good.