Today I went to see the second house, and... I want it! It's in a bit rougher shape than the first, and not as nicely finished inside even where it's not damaged, but there's nothing irreparable that I know about so far.
The first house is move-in ready, with gorgeous wood floors throughout and very nice new appliances. The second is... not. The 'new' carpet is pretty worn, and needs a good cleaning and restretching; the floors that aren't carpet are vinyl (in a kind of pinky beige) and in the kitchen there are some burn marks in it. There's a tiny burn on the kitchen counter, as well. It definitely needs repainting, and a lot of cleaning.
Why can't I put the first house's interior into the second house's exterior? Sigh.
Anyway, after thinking about it, I let my aunt (who has been my realtor in all this) decline the counteroffer on the first house, and went through all the paperwork to put in an offer on the second house.
As we were doing that, she received an email from the first house's agent, asking whether her client would be willing to let him bring the original offer to the owner and resubmit the same offer if they agreed to the price!
Cue much panic and dismay on my part, along with a little bit of relief. Relief, because if my offer on the second house is rejected outright then it's great to hear that I might have a fallback! I think I could be happy in either house, really. But panic and dismay... Why is it so much harder to walk away from something the second time? Having declined, I'd prepared myself to let it go and move forward - and now it's following me!
Either way, though, I am excited about the whole thing. Almost as terrified as I am excited, but definitely excited!
A Mid-Summer and a Mid-Wood Bird
the early petal-fall is past
- Further house updates