stalker.

We got an offer on the house today.  Actually, we got two, but one was way way too low.    I am a bit uncomfortable with the other one, because it involves a contingency to sell their house.  We are thinking about it and haven’t decided to accept or not.

After stressing about it for a while, I finally succombed to my inner stalker* and googled the couple.  I found his blog.  Then I found his twitter feed.  Then I found her twitter feed.  And her podcasts (though I can’t listen to them because I don’t have speakers right now.) 

It turns out that this little snapshot of the family was very likeable.  I think they seem like people I would want to hang out with at the park.  Also, they were Obama supporters and I like to stack the hood with Democrats if at all possible, especially because we are planning to continue living very nearby.

I think they might possibly annoy the crap out of my really nosy, annoying neighbor. 

None of these are really things that should influence my decision, but I was previously about 65% against accepting, now I am only about 20% and that is just my nerves. 

The internet is a strange strange tool that can be used for good or evil.  I am not sure which this is.

 

*Seriously, I am a stalker.  If we have met in person, odds are I have looked up how much you paid for your house, what charities you support, any political donations you have made, your photo on facebook etc.  Yes, I know I am creepy.  It used to be my job to stalk people (nonprofits call it “prospect research” ) and now it is just second nature.

Comings and Goings

Things are moving forward around here.

We have had several more showings after a very busy open house.   I have been fighting my phone-phobia and calling all the realtors for feedback.  So far, I have been told the house is “adorable” and “lovely” and “shows beautifully”, which is good to hear.  The only negatives we have received are about things I can’t really fix (big chimney in front of the house, two beds up/two down).

This time around, though, I am not putting everything on hold to focus on house stuff.   We are beginning to look forward to summer.  M has three weeks of school left, but we are already letting the girls stay up later and play outside until they drop of exhaustion.  L would be outside every single minute of the day if we let her.

We did have a minor mishap last night.  M took a header off her bike and landed right on her nose in a neighbor’s driveway.   She was gushing blood everywhere.  ( I had to hose down the driveway, there was so much carnage.)   Strangely, I couldn’t find any open wounds (no scratches on her visible skin).  We stuck some ice on her and she seems to have avoided bruises and black eyes.   She said it doesn’t hurt unless she pushes on it really hard, so hopefully there isn’t any kind of broken bone  or cartiledge.   I also learned that Mr. A is not particularly practical in a bloody crisis.  He was trying to help, but his help wasn’t very helpful.

This weekend is going to be jam-packed with stuff to do.  We have the local Asian festival on Saturday, a friend’s party on Sunday and a parade and neighborhood block party on Monday.

I am already tired just thinking about it.   Have a great weekend!

Real Estate Karma

You know how they say when things seem too good to be true, they probaby are? Yeah,  Those people are right.

Last night, we found out that the offer on our house fell through.  We are a bit disappointed, but to be honest, things had been getting weirder and weirder with those people.  We are glad we found out now, rather than a month from now.

So we are back on the market.  The house is spotless.  We will see what happens.  If we can’t find a buyer by the end of June, we will just take it off the market.  I am not interested in ruining my whole summer trying to keep a spotless house.

I am feeling very zen about the whole thing.  If it works out, great.  If not, well, then we don’t have to move into an apartment while we wait for the perfect house.  I feel very fortunate that we don’t have a lot of pressure to make the house sell.

Zen is my middle name.