OMG I was angry AF last night - I was so incredibly frustrated with this process! The seller’s realtor finally responded after saying all day that the contract would be ratified, only to send us another counteroffer at 10:30 pm. I was pissed and ready to walk. I went to bed and told MisterMoonbeam to do what he wanted.
The things the seller wanted made zero sense. They changed our application time from 7 days to 5 days - what? We couldn’t really proceed with that until after the 7 days we would be working on the inspection! And uh, as our lender had told them, the application was just waiting for the property information to be added and we were good to go and start the underwriting process. Why change this? They also struck through some verbiage that was an actual protection for them, and then they crossed out that our inspector was able to touch personal property and actually wrote out that he couldn’t lay hands on anything in the house that belonged personally to them.
This is where I was like what in the fuck? This to me screams that they are hiding something. Like, we can’t move a piece of furniture to look at a wall, or pull up an area rug to trace a crack? Fuck you, I was done with that sort of nonsense - especially since we had conceded already to reduce the time on the inspections. I went to bed as I was done entertaining nonsense.
Well by this morning apparently MisterMoonbeam had got everything worked out. Our lender said the seller’s mother had actually been involved with this. Anyway, she said that the seller’s mom used to be a lawyer and decided she needed to be involved in the process and this was the result - but she had talked to her and the mother asked about all sorts of real estate concerns that had nothing to do with our contract, and some sort of nonsense about processes that were no longer done.
Whatever. The end result is that our contract is now ratified and the house is ours if we can make it to close with these crazy sellers. MisterMoonbeam and I are going there Sunday to take measurements, and our realtor is taking pictures of every single thing that she thinks the inspector may need to touch in order to properly inspect the property, and then send all of the photos to the seller’s realtor, to get preapproval of moving them. She says that apparently there are “valuables” in the house and the seller’s mother is concerned that we will be digging for them?
It’s ridiculous. We’re giving these sellers a shit ton of money! Fuck that noise. Our agent says not to worry though because it will work out. I’m still aggravated now while writing this, but our inspection is scheduled for Monday morning, and then Wednesday the inspector will be back to pick up the radon testing. He says there will be zero problems with getting his report before our required finish date by Friday. So yay, I guess.
We all like this house very much, so I suppose we are going to put up with this nonsense. At this point, I’m like, as long as we can get it done, IDGAF. The back and forth of the counteroffers stole a lot of my joy, and my period started yesterday, so I was more emotional than usual. By this afternoon I was much better, and I felt much more positive about everything.
I got a new Stitch Fix box, and my stylist had sent me exactly what I asked for - a little black dress and some new jeans. I went down a size due to my weight loss, so I was excited to try on size 16s. I wore a new pair to my Valentine’s Date night tonight with DarkKnight, along with a new shirt, and by the time I got home, I was happy to take them off and stuff them in the return bag! The jeans were falling off of me! They were Liverpool brand Lucy bootcut jeans and they really were disappointing.
Too big jeans & shirt:
The thing is, the dress also didn’t fit, and the shirt was scratchy, full of static, PLUS somehow both too big and too short at the same time. There are a pair of leggings that I am also returning. I will probably end up keeping the other jeans, but damn. I was sad that almost everything is a return! Though I am supposed to not be spending money on clothes!
The date though was great! DarkKnight and I went to my favorite restaurant for Indian food, and then we went to a furniture store and did some window shopping for the new house. (I’m going to be buying a king size bed for the master suite and new dining room furniture.) Then we went and saw a live performance of Romeo & Juliette at the Maryland Theater. It was a good time together, and he rubbed my hand and snuggled up with me the entire show. ❤️
What else can I share about today? Back on the subject of the house - oh yeah around 10 am (I think) our lender called and asked about putting me on the deed, but apparently that would require an addendum to the contract, which the seller would have to sign. We were like, oh god we really don’t want to open up another can of worms and start yet ANOTHER back and forth! But we had them send it and that part actually went smoothly, thank goodness.
The other good thing is that we have decided to give the house a name. Our poly friends in Virginia did that and it sounded so nice! They recently bought another house and moved and gave that place a name as well. I couldn’t come up with anything at first but then it was a no brainer!
I have an Animal Oracle deck that is VERY attuned to me - I get good advice and readings from this like I never have with anything else. I was shuffling it yesterday and a card fell out of the deck - the blackbird - and I annoyingly shoved it back in and did a 3-card pull. It was all about the Otherworld and change and it was ambiguous, so I decided to be more specific and did another reading. Again, it was all about change and trusting my strength and decisions. When I was putting the cards away, one fell out again - and it was the blackbird!
This felt very targeted and I got really still, and spent a bit reading all about the card and its meaning. Until this happening, I honestly didn’t know the deck even HAD a blackbird. So I stopped to listen. What did it mean? Basically, it boiled down to just don’t make a decision - act on it. And that all of my current issues will work themselves out; I need to trust the process. We got this.
Yeah, this more than anything reversed my topsy turvy feelings. My life works out. It always does. It will continue to move forward and I will experience more happiness than aggravation. Y’all, it was such a good, positive feeling to be reminded of this fact! I knew then that I needed to name this house Blackbird Manor.
Then, when I talked to MisterMoonbeam about it, he asked if I had seen the nest. I’m like what? He said there’s a nest in the bushes by the front door of the property. I’m like - what? I had to ask if he were messing with me. He said he wasn’t sure what sort of bird made it, but there was a very real, very beautiful nest right at our door.
I’m now convinced that things are happening as they should. Maybe this house won’t be ours, but right now I’m good with seeing how things work out. 4 bedrooms - 4 bathrooms - 4,442 square feet - did I mention that 4 is my favorite number? This is where I am supposed to be.
🎶 Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise 🎶
