Ok, so I’ve mentioned it many, many times before about the fact that we’ve been getting the house ready for the market.  Last week we chose an estate agent (what they call a Realtor here) and photos were taken, and house was listed online (and presumably in their brick & mortar stores too).

We’ve shown the house 3 times since then, and we have 2 more appointments for next week.  This all sounds great, right? Good interest, and the house is priced competitively for the UK market (specifically our city–there are some real crappy places going for 10k more than our nice house).

Yea.

It IS good.

Maybe even great.

But I’m totally a wreck. I’m on edge all the time, waiting for them to call, or to make sure everything is as neat as it can be since someone wants to look at it etc.

I know. I knoooooooooooow that that’s what you have to do when you want to sell your house. I know. It just adds up, especially when Mark is going on about not wanting to take less than the asking price (which to be fair, yes, it is reasonable especially when someone can move in and not have to do anything, AT ALL to the house. Nothing needs fixing, or replacing and it would be the ideal property for a first time buyer (or someone like me who’d just like something that’s off to a good start and only needs routine maintenance.)

Anyway, as I was saying, this being constantly ready for people to pop by etc has meant a real stop in the physical making & doing of things for 1:6. It sucks, but that’s what it is. And on top of that I have had to really acknowledge and face the fact I need to again go through my things and clear out all but the totally irreplaceable.  That means the majority of my fabrics are going to have to go and find a new home, as will much of the remaining barbie furniture and things.  You know, all those pieces I’ve been saving. They need to go.

But–clearing them out–I have to find a time that I can do it that means the room won’t look like it exploded if someone’s coming to view the house. Ugh. I’m guessing I’ll try it one box at a time and go from there.

On the house viewing/selling front: The first person who came to view it last week made a low-ball offer of 85K. The house is listed at 89,500  sorry entry error on my part– it’s 89,950 so we refused it.  (Not because we’re greedy but because the estate agent fee & the lawyers fees will equal almost 6K when we finish).

A second viewer came yesterday but decided the road we’re on is too busy, so no offer there.

The original viewer came back today to view the property (with partner) and made an offer of 88K. They both kept gushing about it. About how great it looked, how it was like a show home(we’ve made it clean and neutral), and how original it is compared to what else they’ve seen.

So why gush about it— and then offer under the price? That’s something I don’t really get.  I guess it’s going in the right direction but Mark is holding tight to the asking price (And for once I feel he’s justified in it.  The property is well worth it, and we’re willing to include all the appliances and any furnishings they want from it).  The viewer commented specifically that she’d wanted the appliances….so I don’t know.

The estate agent is calling me back in a while–she’d called from a really crummy connection so that I really couldn’t hear/understand what she said.  Basically I got:

“Negotiation…static static...” and she said she’d call me back in an hour or so.  Why does all of this make my guts knot up? I mean really, I feel as anxious as I did when I was applying for my visas. How crap is that??!!

Oh yea, did I mention that mark has been talking about living in a camper again? *sigh* I could do it for a week maybe, but not 3 months and sure at hell not 12 months! That’d be one of my personal ideas of hell!

And before you go how squeeeeeeee /cute it would be…think of 2 cats (rockety & rambunctious cats), a 6’4 guy, and a rather large girl like myself are gonna all get along and play nice in there! (not that exact one, but something similar) *cries*

Anyway folks, that’s how it is at the moment!

I know I’m really falling behind on the blog-posting and stuff. I’m sorry. The fact is that for the most part I really haven’t had the spirit or concentration to post much of anything. I’ve been just trying to cope with losing Max, and now, of course, trying to get the house on the market. Mark insists that losing Max was the universe’s way of kicking us in the rear and making us get a move-on. Personally, I’d like to think the universe wasn’t as mean as all that…but who knows?

We adopted another cat from the local shelter so that Electra wouldn’t get much of a chance to feel lonely and become the spoiled only child (since this would just make trouble when we did decide to get another cat). So I’m introducing you to Harley. She looks somewhat rough, and her life hasn’t been so good up until now but Mark, Electra and I are working to change that for her.

And this is a pic of Harley & Electra (in the bathroom window)

Anyway folks, I’m here and I hope I’ll be feeling the hobby love soon.
Hope everyone else out there is doing fine.