Living the roller-coaster life

Yesterday, we packed up a ton of boxes – all the boxes we had on hand – and we used up one whole roll of bubble wrap. We got the house emptied, cleaned and fresh, and ‘staged’ for sale.

And a buyer called. Weird how it works like that. They wanted to come by that night, so we said yes and looked at each other and thought how glad we were that we’d worked so hard.

The buyer and family came (sans realtor) and later called to tell us they wanted to make an offer. ┬áSo, we are getting an offer on the house before we’ve even decided if were going to get a realtor, before we’ve even decided when to put it on the market, and before we even know where we’re headed.

So we were excited, thrilled, and happy.

Then, their realtor calls and she wants to be the transaction broker and she gives us their offer bid (it’s not great) and they want a bunch of other things (well, of course they do), and she – the realtor that is – wants a commission that’s much higher than we wanted to pay.

So, now we’re back down again – not literally, just emotionally.

Up and down, up and down. Life goes like that sometimes. It seems that the universe thinks I’ve had it good and quiet for awhile and now it’s time for things to be shaken up.

Sheesh! I need more tea or maybe a drink or maybe some chocolate. Maybe all three.

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A mother, sister, wife, and daughter who writes, knits, hikes, and practices yoga on the west coast. Loves a zippy chardonnay or a tart margarita!

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