I know I've been avoiding the subject for a while but I owe you guys an update. So here it is: We sold the house.
In fact, let me tell you how it all came to be because you are going to be like "Whaaat?!".
Remember when I wrote
this post? I was feeling really stressed and worried that things weren't going to work out. I decided to just be honest about it because the situation was completely out of my hands. The day I wrote that post, I recognized both internally and then publicly that the process was out of my hands and that there was a chance it could not work out and that it was okay.
That evening, I got a call for a showing around 5pm, which is what time I usually get home from work. Instead of going home, I drove down the street past our house to my in-laws' house. When I drove by, I got a look at the family that was viewing our house. It was a Mom, Dad and two tween girls. They were outside talking with our neighbors, who also have two tween girls, and who had fortuitously set up a Lemonade stand. And their neighbors, who ALSO have two tween girls, who were helping them work the Lemonade stand. And I had a feeling. Right then. I knew it.
So I went down the street and told everyone this, and my phone rang and it was their realtor calling to tell me the house was beautiful... and that was it. He said he had shown them a TON of houses but that our house showed really well. I was so defeated because we had been getting this type of feedback over and over. "The house is great but..." and no offer.
Monday rolled around and Joey was traveling for work and I had just gotten home for the day and was wrangling Abby and the dogs when the phone rang. It was their agent. They wanted to come back for a second look and they would be there in 20 minutes! I grabbed Abby, threw some dirty dishes in my purse (ok not really, but I probably did something like this at some point), leashed the dogs and we all got into the car and drove down the street again. I prayed and positively visualized and chanted "under contract" like a crazy person. It worked.
The next day they put in an offer.
I don't know if it was my prayers, my acknowledgement that things might not work out the way I wanted them to, divine intervention, luck, standard real estate proceedings, or lemonade stands... but the moment I saw them I knew they would buy our house. And the moment I accepted that this process was truly and utterly outside of my control (which is super difficult to do as I am a control freak), we got what we'd been hoping for.
Yesterday we went to settlement.
I am so happy for the new homeowners. I hope they enjoy all of the hard work, blood, sweat (Joey's) and tears (mine) that went into making that house a home. I hope they enjoy their new neighborhood and their new neighbors. I'm just so happy for them.
And now I'm really happy for us. Because now, for the first time since all this insanity began.. I can get 100% EXCITED because holy crap... we're building a house!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
