The deal fell through. She wanted a ridiculous amount of money for upgrades.
Yo! In case you didn't notice, the house is FORTY YEARS OLD. This is not Burger King--you can't just order up a side of amenities on my dime.
Stick a fork in me. I'm done.
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WOO-HOO!!!!
We sold it!!!
And, believe it or not, to one of the REALTORS who found the water in the crawl (which turned out to be clogged gutters, BTW). We split the difference on a god-awful lowball offer, but I'M FREEEEEE!!!!
And a 20-day close! No November double-mortgage!!!
Yippee!!!!!
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I just can't stand it anymore. Someone has GOT to buy my old house or I'm going to go bonkers. I wrote my second double-mortgage check today and I am just nauseous knowing that we won't get that money back when the house sells (see, I said "when", not "if"...wishful thinking...) My old house is totally perfect for a new or small family, and cute as all get-out. I know--I have the receipts to prove it:
$4000 for a new roof
$4000 for a new boiler
$8000 to install air conditioning (after all, this is the 21st century)
$700 to paint the exterior
$800 to paint the interior
$600 for new lighting
$1300 for new carpet
$1000 for handyman repairs
AND I DON'T EVEN LIVE THERE ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!
And, to make things worse, with all the rain we've been having in the Midwest, during the last two showings (two weeks apart, mind you) both of the agents showing the house have found water in the crawlspace. The *agents*!!! Can you say "nail in the coffin"?
I have tried positive thinking, I have tried envisioning being at a closing and getting a fat check, I have wasted my birthday wishes on selling this house, buried a St. Joseph statue (probably the wrong way), we have dropped the price twice... I am at my wits end. I know the housing market sucks terribly right now, believe me. But I am SO DONE WITH THIS!!!
*Sigh*
I'm done yelling about this now. I would like to self-medicate with Ben & Jerry's, but I'm on a diet. That sucks too.
Nicole, Mommy to Jackson 4/30/02