The showings of the loft have begun. Well, technically only one, our place was posted on MLS Thursday night and on Friday we had a request for a showing.
They saw the place today but weren’t interested. The feedback in the little showing app said that they liked the building and the location, but they thought it was too expensive and needed a ‘real’ second bedroom. We’ve got one normal master bedroom and a second room that is bedroom-sized and has a closet, we use it for an office and music space but it doesn’t have a door, it’s only got three walls - this is a loft, after all. This is all clearly visible in the photos, so I’m not sure why they would come see the place if that was a requirement for them. And price-wise, we’re right in line with everything else that’s comparable… they aren’t going to find anything like what they described without spending a lot more.
So, anyway. Maybe they are just figuring this out, maybe they just have unreasonable expectations, who knows. Hopefully we will be able to get a deal hammered out with someone this coming week.
H is stressed about this because you can’t control it. You can’t control when your home sells, obviously. Apart from accepting an offer, it just happens when it happens. There is no control. For me, this makes me feel at ease. You just wait for the phone to ring. There’s nothing for us to do but keep the place clean. Our agent is confident we’ll get our target price so I’m not concerned. It’s staged well and the photography turned out great. We’re fine.
I told H that my job right now is to keep her in the boat. She asked what that meant, and I explained that we’re on a ship, the ship has not reached its destination yet, we’re not going to jump out and start trying to swim for it, we’re going to stay in the boat and wait for the ship to come in. Hah.
Wrangling the cat into his carrier is going to get harder each time though! Hah.
Ok, anyway. I don’t have anything else to say. Start a covno with me. :D