There is a sold sign outside our house. It’s actually been there a few weeks, but I didn’t like to say anything for fear of jinxing things.
You may remember I wrote a few weeks ago about how fate helped us find our dream house Since then there has been lots of progress.
The very first people that came to see our house loved it and made us an offer. I didn’t get excited, because it didn’t seem real. They had a house to sell and it wasn’t even on the market. But they liked our house so much, they put theirs up for sale straightaway. We looked at it on the internet and it looked amazing. It was a good price too, surely someone would want it?
Another three or four people came to see our house, but we heard nothing back from the viewings. Obviously it wasn’t what they were looking for – maybe it was the wrong location, maybe they didn’t want a bungalow, maybe they just didn’t like it (how could they not like it?!).
In the meantime, knowing somebody wanted our house, my husband was getting organised in the way only he can. If it was left to me to deal with mortgages and solicitors, we’d all be living in a cardboard box. He visited the couple whose house we had promised to buy to keep them informed of how things we going. And he kept track of how much interest there was in the potential buyer’s house. A lot, as it turns out.
We went to see ‘the house round the corner’ right at the very start of the summer holidays. By the end of the holidays there was a sold sign outside our house. That’s amazing in such a short space of time.
The buyers sold their house very quickly and there’s not too much of a chain behind them (maybe their buyer is selling to a first-time buyer, I’m not sure, I get confused). Now we’re in limbo. Waiting for all that Stuff to get sorted. For everything to come together. All the solicitors, all the contracts, all that stuff I don’t understand and don’t need to understand…
I know things can still go wrong. I know they do go wrong. I can’t think about that now. All I have in my head is nicely painted bedrooms and sitting reading a book in the new house.
It’s too early yet to know when we might move, but that Stuff is happening. Keep your fingers crossed for me that nothing goes wrong!