After the first buyer dropped out 3 days before I was supposed to close (right after I signed a lease on a 6 month rental and MOVED IN), then putting my house BACK on the market, then three offers in just under 2 weeks, then having the closing pushed back again and again and again then again several more times....I finally closed the sale of my house Tuesday Nov 24 at 11 am.
And I breathed the biggest sigh of relief possible. Seriously.
This was a test in patience, trusting a process I had no control over, stretching myself financially in ways that proved to be uncomfortable and at times embarrassing, and basically living each day at a time and trusting in the Universe, God, Karma that I was doing the right thing for the right reason. Which I knew I was doing from the start.
This move was all for love.
I love where I work. Love the people I work with and the company I represent. I wanted to live closer to work. The commute had grown long, stressful, expensive, tiring and more. Altho I loved my house (still do!) it was in the wrong location for me. I wanted/needed/had to be closer to work. And now I am. 3 minute drive and in warmer weather a 25 minute walk. I sleep longer. I spend WAY less money on gas...which came in handy for the two months that I paid rent AND a mortgage. I am much kinder to the environment. And I am happy. Since Tuesday at 12:15 my stress level plummeted with the news that I'd finally (FINALLY!!) closed.
As much as this stressed me, I found out 2 days before we finally closed that the buyers had been trying to plan their wedding around this move. The 2 1/2 week delay had taken a toll on the couple and the bride-to-be was close to a mental breakdown over the delay. When I heard that news, I felt horrible for them. I can't even imagine the stress of planning a wedding and not being in the house you needed to be in. They were scheduled to be married this past Wednesday, the day after we closed.
As I cleaned my house for the final time last Saturday, I often thought of how the new owners would like living in my house. Would they have lots of family and friends over? Would they appreciate the killer sunsets that you have almost every day out in KS? Would they come to appreciate and value the neighbors as much as I had? Would they love and laugh and enjoy the house as much as I had?
I left them a housewarming card next to the pile of appliance manuals, paint chips, and contact info for the furnace and garage door repair. Wished them love and happiness and many warm and lovely memories in the years to come. I asked them to enjoy my house...their house...and to take good care of it.
I walked from room to room and thanked my house for sheltering me and being my sanctuary over the last (almost) 4 years. Then I backed out of my driveway, took this picture, and drove off into another beautiful Colorado sunset and towards the next chapter of my life.
Adios Kansas. You were my landing place when I moved from FL to CO to start my life over. And now you'll be the landing place for a newlywed couple starting their life together. Be good to them and shelter them as you've sheltered me. And always remind them that there's no place like home.
Ok. 3rd time was NOT the charm...not even close :-(
Woke up at 4:30 AM...yes, in the morning before the sun comes up, so I would be at my house at 7, all set to go to prepare for the movers. Not so much. As it used to be trafficky when I commuted to work, it's even trafficikier in the opposite direction.
Arrived at 8 and promptly salted the driveway to get rid of the remaining ice (my buddy Tami stopped by the night before to shovel for me...huge huge help to me...thanks Sistah!)
Movers arrived at 8:30 on the dot. Sweet, polite, kind and professional. They did an AWESOME job and for anyone looking to move anywhere in Colorado/Utah, call Allied-Bailey's Moving and Storage...they totally rock.
As I was writing the check while the last load was wheeled out, my realtor called to tell me that once again, my house did not close. I can't even begin to express my level of dissapointment. Seems the underwriters these days are pickier than they've ever been and keep asking for verification after verification.
Urgggg. SO. FRUSTRATING.
Not much I could do since I was scheduled to head on into work. I can only control what I have control over. Things like my emotions. How I react. How I choose to react.
And how I chose to react was get myself home as quickly as possible, change, and get into work asap. Life goes on and my full attention was needed to be at work and make sure a coworker's first day on the job was phenomenal. So that's what I did.
My realtor called with an update to say that we're gonna try this again tomorrow.
Seriously am not getting my hopes up. I afraid to do that anymore. Figuring it will happen when it's meant to happen.
Wondering what lessons the Universe wants me to learn from this experience. Definitely patience. And maybe finetuning my 'grace under pressure' skills? Perseverance? Who knows!!??
At any rate, I'm still staying positive and hoping for a quick close.
Certainly hope so!The closing on the sale of my house has not gone as smoothly as I had hoped.
Long story short, I signed my share of the documents Tuesday morning. The buyers are scheduled to sign off at 12 noon on Thursday, which is about the same time as the movers should be finished loading my household goods onto their truck.
And hopefully (pretty please God & Universe & Karma) all will go smoothly, my house will finally close, and the proceeds will make it to my account swiftly.
I truly hope I will have some great news for you in my next post.
House is back on the market & we're hoping this time will be the charm.
While I am dissapointed, I am not defeated. I hate the phrase 'it all happens for a reason' but I do believe it.
My realtor called at 2:08 this afternoon to tell me the buyer backed out (for privacy reasons, I'm not going to say why) and that she had already put my house back on the market. Shortly before 5, I was notified of a showing for tomorrow morning. So the wheels are already moving forward and that's a good thing.
Thanks so much to so many of you for your concern, support and love. It has meant the world to me and helps like you can't believe.
My faith and my trust in the Universe, God and my wonderful realtor remain.
Sooner or later (hopefully sooner!) my house will sell and it will be the sale that was meant to be.
So nnsd from here and thanks for being there for me.
Not gonna sugar-coat it. There is a huge snag in the process of selling my house. The buyer has some serious issues they need to fix by this Friday or else the contract is broken and my house goes back on the market.
Of course, no one wants this to happen, especially me, but really - no one wants it to happen.
So for now I am thinking positive and trying to stay calm. It's hard, but I know that all of you are pulling for me, so I'm choosing to look at this setback as a challenge I need to learn from.
Assuming positive intent all the way around yet being realistic as to what can happen. And at this point all I can do (that I have control over) is hit 'Publish' then call it a night.
Found a cool place to live with a cool roomie and his equally cool doggie! Yay! I get to live with a dog again!
Signed my lease today and my buddy Rosalicious and her fiance Kev are helping me move a bed, nightstands & a small dresser to my new place tomorrow. I'll continue to drop stuff at the new place thruout the week and will make the final run to my place Friday morning.
Yes, Friday morning!
Seems the buyers wanted to get in a little early and since Oct 12 (my original close date) turns out to be a bank holiday, all parties decided to close this Friday instead.
As in, I don't have a full Saturday & Sunday night to clean the house before I leave. Yes, some of you may scoff, but it's a personal pride commitment I have to turning over my property. And that is to leave it as clean for them as I'd like it left for me if I was moving in. That, and karma!
So, back to Friday!
The movers (and me) need to be here at the buttcrack of dawn so the house can be finished in time for the closing. Eek! It's coming down to the wire! Can I do it? Will I be ready? OMG, this is really happening!
Yes, I can do it. Yes, I'll be ready, Yes, it's really happening.
But if I want any of the above 3 statements to come true, I'll need to get offline and get busy.
Operation Adios Kansas, aka selling my house, is progessing very well.
An offer was made, I countered, they countered, we signed!
House inspection went off without a hitch - no repairs to anything needed. Getting quotes on movers tomorrow. House gets appraised next week.
Have talked to several potential roomies but nothing's in stone as of now. Soon, I hope.
Even tho I am under contract, I've kept my house pretty much spotless and in super clean/orderly 'show' mode. My realtor had it staged and the end result was very cute. So I keep it clean to honor the work that went into staging it and cause I like the end result. If anything, keeping it clean and spotless has made me focus on the whole process.
Even tho it's more work to do as I prepare to leave for work each day, it grounds me and makes me conscious of what this is all about. Which is selling a place I love and treasure as my private sanctuary and soon it may become (hopefully?) someone else's private sanctuary.
Just a couple of weeks left of my life in KS (cross fingers & knock on wood).
Life is once again being very generous to me and I am grateful in return.
Let's say you are packing up the entire contents of your home and putting everything in long-term storage for 6-8 months. Hypothetically.
Not counting clothes/shoes/necessary toiletries, what 5 things do you also take with you? Creature comforts? Things that you need to get thru the day/week/month? What would drive you absolutely crazy if you could not use it/see it/hear it/have access to it for 6-8 months?
Reason I ask?
I sold my house! In 4 days. Yippee!
3 weeks from today a moving van will pull up in front of my house & pack up everything I own. All my stuff is going into storage and I'll only have the basics. Have no idea where I'll be living...still working on that detail...but I'm not worried or stressed over it. It will all work out according to plan.
So tell me...what would you take with you? Why?
I did this very same thing when I sold my FL house and moved in with my buddy Howard. At that time, I took a Queen Bed, one of my 2 nightstands, a small rectangular shelf for my CD's and personal paperwork, and a plastic bin that held all my financial records. Oh, and a really cool -really huge- picture of the dunes in Sarasota, FL. When I found my house in CO, the FL movers took all my stuff out of storage, stopped by Howard's condo to load up my remaining belongings, threw my truck on as well, and I flew out to CO while they drove.
This time? I'm thinking of taking my King Size bed cause it's the best bed Ive ever slept on and I figure if I'm gonna be in transition, at least I'll sleep well. Still not 100% on that, however. We'll see.