The Clampettes are movin to Maui. OK not really but close (ish).
We are in a CONTRACT.. and the peasants rejoice (yea)..
On Saturday we finally entered into a contract on a nice little house. A bit smaller than what we are in now but to my liking and in a MUCH better neighborhood. Close to what will be Kaylee's new school (she starts kindergarten in August) within walking distance. And work is now only 1.4 miles (according to google) away. So with that whole math thing. I "should" be able to go almost an entire month on 1 tank of gas. Yea right and pigs might fly out my butt.. I mean if I never went anywhere other than work and home. Which for the next few months might be the case. I can feel the vacuum that is a home purchase already taking effect on my bank account.
This is what I can't believe. We found a selling agent with morals. WHAT???? Yup, they do exist.
They looked at our offer which was for asking (and what the house will actually appraise at) and accepted it within hours of submission. A lovely little 4bdr 2.5 bath 1435 sqft home. with REALLY nice landscaping. Kim and I get separate offices (BONUS).
We even managed to do a little recon after the office was accepted. The owners wanted to go through with the open house they had scheduled for Sunday. So we went. Why not. The selling agent had never met us, so we went in undercover to see what would happen. To our surprise Mr. Morals was just that. We were greeted at the front door with a pamphlet and the statement "We are currently under contract as of yesterday" YES!! " But fell free to look around". So I started chatting with Chad (agent) and told him our tale of constant outbidding on all of the previous housing purchase attempts. He informed me that the offer they accepted was for asking and if they had had a bidding war offer (you know those 20-30k over asking to "get in" offers) that they would have turned it down as the house wouldn't appraise for that and they didn't want to have to re-negotiate the contract. You Go Mr. Morals!!
See.. Yes Virginia there is a Santa Claus.
So, now I can stop pouring over listings every waking hour of the day. Am I sleeping any better? NO. Not until my posterior is sitting on my couch looking through the screen door my puppy is bound to destroy (I have faith in her) in our new home.
We are to close on July 1. When I know for sure it's going to happen I will post the new address as well as sending out change of address cards. I there any of my readers out there with a letterpress that wants some work???