Friday, January 05, 2007
Homo-ner
Nearly a month ago, during my quest for a house, I made an offer on a place I really liked in southern Tempe. My realtor suggested that we really low-ball the guy to see if he was willing to negotiate down from his asking price. Well, it just so happened that the man's agent was a complete and utter dingbat, and actually ended up countering for a price higher than the original asking value. Nobody was really sure how exactly the math worked... Needless to say, we dropped the idea of getting that house.
Fast forward to yesterday. The house
I made the original offer on was still listed. At the time of my first offer the house had already been on the market for nearly 150 days. One month and a house payment later, the house was still listed. My realtor and I made another stop by the place to check it out one more time and decided to make the same low-ball offer back. This time, however, the guy accepted the offer verbally. Last night we scrambled to get the paperwork together and everything else we needed to in order to get this process moving. This morning I was emailed all the documents in PDF format, printed them, signed them, and faxed them back to the various parties that needed them. Right now I'm waiting on the guy, 'cause he lives in North Carolina now, to acknowledge them and send them back with his signature.
If everything goes according to plan then I receive the keys to my shiny new house on February 6th.
I find that the funny part of this process is that I was not terribly excited before yesterday. Sure, I wanted a house and I wanted a place to call my own, but it was not this real or visceral. Now that paperwork is changing hands with verbal confirmations in the air I have become actively engaged. Suddenly February 6th feels like it is a long time away. In all reality I realize that it is essentially a mere 30 calendar days away... it just feels like more.
One interesting problem of this move is going to be a severe lack of furniture. I believe the sum of my furniture-like belongings at this point include: a desk, a bed, 4 bookshelves, 2 theater seats, a very uncomfortable black love seat, and a very comfortable little bendy chair from Ikea. The part of my genetics that tell me that I heart men also tell me that I would like to tastefully decorate my house in a contemporary style. The problem happens to be none of my current furniture fits that theme, so I am essentially starting with absolutely no furniture. Luckily, I have some money set aside that I might be able to buy a few pieces just so I have something to sit on.
The picture on this post is the actual place I am buying. The next time I swing by the house I shall take my camera with me and start putting more pictures on my Flickr account.
Wish me luck!
Fast forward to yesterday. The house
I made the original offer on was still listed. At the time of my first offer the house had already been on the market for nearly 150 days. One month and a house payment later, the house was still listed. My realtor and I made another stop by the place to check it out one more time and decided to make the same low-ball offer back. This time, however, the guy accepted the offer verbally. Last night we scrambled to get the paperwork together and everything else we needed to in order to get this process moving. This morning I was emailed all the documents in PDF format, printed them, signed them, and faxed them back to the various parties that needed them. Right now I'm waiting on the guy, 'cause he lives in North Carolina now, to acknowledge them and send them back with his signature.If everything goes according to plan then I receive the keys to my shiny new house on February 6th.
I find that the funny part of this process is that I was not terribly excited before yesterday. Sure, I wanted a house and I wanted a place to call my own, but it was not this real or visceral. Now that paperwork is changing hands with verbal confirmations in the air I have become actively engaged. Suddenly February 6th feels like it is a long time away. In all reality I realize that it is essentially a mere 30 calendar days away... it just feels like more.
One interesting problem of this move is going to be a severe lack of furniture. I believe the sum of my furniture-like belongings at this point include: a desk, a bed, 4 bookshelves, 2 theater seats, a very uncomfortable black love seat, and a very comfortable little bendy chair from Ikea. The part of my genetics that tell me that I heart men also tell me that I would like to tastefully decorate my house in a contemporary style. The problem happens to be none of my current furniture fits that theme, so I am essentially starting with absolutely no furniture. Luckily, I have some money set aside that I might be able to buy a few pieces just so I have something to sit on.
The picture on this post is the actual place I am buying. The next time I swing by the house I shall take my camera with me and start putting more pictures on my Flickr account.
Wish me luck!
Labels: house
# posted by Chris/Stewy @ Friday, January 05, 2007 
