Things are still moving on the home sale front, thank goodness!
I think we’re in pretty good shape right now, with the inspection situation passed. There’s obviously nothing major wrong with this place, but every hurdle you clear is a big relief.
Selling a property is nerve wracking even when it goes well. And this has gone as well as can be expected so far, it was on the market for exactly the average days on market in this area, we accepted an offer for pretty much what we expected to get, and the buyers seem solid. But there’s so much going on and so much legal stuff to worry about, and our agent misread something and unnecessarily frightened us for a day or two that some documentation had been messed up when actually it was fine. You just kind of survive these things, I think.
So… yeah. Make sure you know what you’re doing before you buy real estate because if you get it wrong, extricating yourself from it will not be fun. :)
It’s just me I guess, I should be excited but I won’t be able to relax until the ink is dry on the whole thing. There’s no reason to suspect that this deal will fall through, but you can never relax until it’s over.
Right as I type this, the neighbors come home loud and drunk and turn up the music, and the dog down the hall starts barking as a result. It will bark all night. I will wear earplugs and maybe drug myself to sleep. I cannot wait to be out of this place. I can’t explain how sad it makes me, or how bad it’s been for me. I feel like I have something like mild PTSD from living here.
Ok, to write that more positively, I am going to be feeling so much better in about 3 weeks. I won’t have to deal with any of this daily garbage anymore. This toxic place cannot affect me much longer, because I’m going to be gone soon. I am about to rectify the biggest mistake I have made in my life, and how often do you get a chance to do that? Seriously.
All we need to do is get through this sale. And even if that fell through somehow, we’re still moving. It will still sell, I will be free in about 3 weeks, no matter what.
This dark period is ending very soon and it’s going to be very good.
As a final note, H interviewed for a part time job doing therapy in the evenings and of course, she got an offer right away. She’s kind of a superstar in her field, and with schools maybe deciding they don’t want to open in the fall and students falling behind, there is going to be a big demand of this kind of thing we think. She really misses her students and being with them, so this is a good thing for everyone.
This other dark period, this pandemic, will not last forever. This is not even really remarkable in human history, these things happen, we survive, we do our best, and it will eventually get better.
The tone of this entry is not all that hopeful, but the feeling behind it really is. Hopefulness can be that tough hopefulness where you try to refuse to get yourself down, because you cling to hope and ignore your rollercoastering emotions and the circumstances of the moment.
We’re doing everything we can do make things better and it’s all about to start paying off.