Friday, October 28, 2011

RIP For Sale Sign


 That is, of course, unless the venture comes back from the dead. It is Halloween weekend after all, and that Universe really likes to mess with the Drlich fam. Let me explain ...

About three months into our house being on the market, we were realizing that this may not happen. Or, it may not happen in the way we envision (i.e. we will have to slash the price to our home to a number that we are not comfortable with). But, we had a contract with our realtor for six months, so there was nothing we really could do but wait it out. And let me tell you, when you don't really want to sell your house, getting your house ready for a showing with two little kids and a big dog is no fun. It is also no fun to hear people's feedback about your home. As constructive as it may be, you don't want to hear about your small master bathroom, when you can in fact do absolutely nothing about it.

But, I digress. I could have a whole other blog post about how not to sell your house. The top two things would be to have kids living at your house, as well as a dog. Apparently buyers don't want you to have kids or dogs. Or, any belongings for that matter. Also, try not to wear or own clothing. Too much clothing is too cluttery.

But, I digress yet again. After I finally told our realtor we were donezo with this endeavor (okay, I told her about three times) she finally understood. We figured we would just ride it out until October 30th when it would be all done.

Wouldn't you know it, we get a showing request for tomorrow. Because Jake and I are sort of freaky with the way we think, we were both on the same page and thought it would be a good idea to go through with it. Just in case. Just to throw it out to fate to see if it was really meant to be. So, we will see.

It is sort of exciting actually. I am happy to have this all be over either way. If things will go as normal, they will say that our house is nice, but the bedrooms are too small. Or, that they hate the kitchen counters. And, we will go on with our life as planned, and make plans for the boys to share a room, and get Abe enrolled in the school we found.

Just maybe though, our life could be all wiggity whacked out, and we will be buying a house who knows where. I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

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