© jb katke
Who would have thought buying or selling a house is akin to a roller coaster ride? Emotions swung like a pendulum.
Whatever home improvement project we tackled didn’t address the real problem. As our family grew, the house shrank.
So we put our first home on the market. If memory serves me right it was the first time our son, Jamie offered to cut the grass. Mentally he wanted to mow the For Sale sign down. .
Wishing to keep our kids in their current schools kept our choices in a small circle. I tackled house-hunting hoping to find one that would meet our needs. Mission impossible.
One home had a cast iron reproduction stove I loved, but not so the house. Eventually I gave up. Why look when no one was coming to see ours?
Having returned from vacation I was diving into the mountains of laundry when a realtor called. Someone wanted to see the house, but I put no hopes into a possible sale.
“Please pay no mind to the laundry, it doesn’t come with the house.”
Even though the young wife promised her husband he could pick their next home, she fell in love with ours.
“How soon can you move out?”
Wait, what? We had to put it into high gear to find a place for ourselves. Go figure, our realtor had gone on vacation. So another filled her absence even though she was sickish.
We found a place in the neighborhood of our youngest childs elementary school. Ideal because many friends lived in that area of our older daughter as well.
We learned the sellers were friends from my parents past. When that became known they really wanted us to have their home. What a warm feeling!
“How soon can you move in?”
We had been told someone else had made an offer but had to back out of it. The following weekend the realtor set up another open house.
We placed our offer beforehand, but despite the sellers’ wishes, the realtor went on with her plan. She was hoping to benefit of being both seller and the purchasing agent as well.
Things happened fast. But the time of closing needed a little tweaking. We appealed to the sellers’ agent asking if we could postpone it one week.
“Absolutely not! They were most put out by your unreasonable request.”
We felt terrible to cause them in any kind of anguish. Because we sort of knew each other, I called with an apology for putting them out.
“What? We had no idea you had asked that, of course we can wait a week.”
Out of kindness to us, the broker of our agent gave us a bridge loan to cover the four hours between the purchase of our new home and later sale of our existing home.
“In all my years in the realty business, I’ve never know the likes of this realtors practices.”
By now we had established a good relationship with many in the office.
We later learned this agent was a personal friend of the seller and was looking out for their best interest. Her ‘concern’ for them nearly put her in jeopardy of coming before the Board of Realtors.
It all came out in the wash and we have lived happily ever after. Several homes ago.
House hunting happens every day. What was my purpose in sharing this? I’d like you to know God is in the details