MaeLyn's Musings

The house we saw and loved and which was the inspiration for putting our condo on the market is under contract. Just not to us. We thought we had everything figured out. My parents offered to loan us the money for the new house, which meant that we could rent our condo if it didn't sell, and so we decided to go ahead and put an offer on the house. We called our real estate agent, but he was out of town but said he would refer us to another agent who could help us. We waited a day or two for her to call, and then decided we would go ahead and call the agent who held the listing for the house ourselves. By the time we got in contact with her, she informed us that the house was just barely out of negotiations with someone else. The house was under contract. That was last week Monday. I cried. Since then we've been searching the real estate listings online, but haven't found anything that even comes close to that beautiful house. Our options are severely limited by the fact tha

Our house has been on the market for a few weeks now. We've had a few phone calls and inquiries, mostly people asking if we would be willing to rent it out or rent to own. We can't rent it out; we have to sell it so we can afford the house we want to buy. So after the whirlwind of cleaning and packing, getting our house ready to sell, we sit and wait. We keep fliers stocked out front, and they have been steadily disappearing, but very few people have called. Two days ago we got a phone call from a lady who asked to see our house-- our first showing! We were excited, and worked over the last couple days to get our house sparkling for a showing, scheduled for this morning. This morning we put the finishing touches on the house, making sure the beds were made and the trash taken out. Twenty minutes before the appointed time, I took the kids to a neighbor's house so they wouldn't be under foot, and then went back home to wait. At first I walked around polishing spots on the