Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Under Contract.

Last Tuesday night I stood in our bathroom and cried. Partially out of sadness and partially because I just can't believe this is happening.

We put our house on the market three weeks ago and up until this last week, had absolutely no nibbles on it at all. No realtors calling about showings, no one driving by slow, stalking the neighborhood, just a whole heck of a lot of silence. I know that God speaks in the silence, but it also makes it a lot easier for me to shout, "Are you sure this was right God?!?!?!?! Am I missing something here???"

Even as we were listing our house though, I had a small, still feeling within me that said we needed to finish all of our projects before the house would sell. We have a small patio area that was inclosed at some point that I use for a craft room. The high quality Dollar Store peel and stick tiles they put down didn't actually stick that well, so we pulled them up and never actually put anything else down. With Cody spending Sunday through Thursday in Snyder, it didn't leave much of a window for us to actually get projects done. {and sure you know by us, I mean a lot of instruction from me and more implementation from Cody!}

Cody finally was able to work on the floors on Friday, March 8th. He did a great job of getting the floor down super quick and still having the house show ready by 5 that night, just in case we got a call. Which we didn't. Nor did we get anything on Saturday, which is when I started saying, "What the heck God?! I thought You told me it would happen once our projects were finished." We left that night to go to Snyder for church the next day, with some disappointment on my part.


{horrible iphone picture of our pretty new floor and my clean craft room. please note the is about half of my craft stuff! yes, yikes!}

Sunday came and was a great first day at our new church. We went out to eat with a few folks after church and right as we were leaving the restaurant, we got our first call about a showing! Whew! We knew it might not be the one, but at least it was a start. My mom met me in town to come home with us for her Spring Break. We hung out long enough to know they would for sure be gone from the showing and then headed back to Abilene. Once we made it back, I quickly informed her of all of my new rules about keeping the house picked up and show ready. I think my mom could have died happy on the spot to see this reformed "stuff it in the closet and under the bed and call it clean" girl actually have some OCD tendencies about keeping the house picked up!

Monday around noon I received another call from the agency wanting to show the house that night. I called my mom to make sure she could be out in time and after work we headed to Target to waste some time while they were showing it. I spend all of Monday begging {maybe pleading and bargaining} with God that we would get an offer from one of these showings. Well ya know what? A watched phone never rings with a realtor's offer.

Sometimes though, a watched phone dings late a night with your realtor asking if you were still up, as she was headed to her office to write up your contract. And, because it was the first time we've sold a house, I most definitely had to ask, "a contract for what?!" And yes, apparently contract is realtor speak for SOMEONE WANTS TO BUY YOUR HOUSE!! We ended up submitting a counter offer on Tuesday and sat around biting our nails, waiting to find out if she accepted it. After spending all day fretting that I had offended her by what we countered with, we found out Tuesday night that she accepted... and wanted to close on the 28th! {which at the time was 2 1/2 weeks away.. yikes!}

As of today we are out of the option period, {meaning she can't back out} had the appraiser come today and I am working my hiney off to be ready for the movers on the 28th. Right now we still have so much to do that I don't feel like I have time to stop and process just how quickly this is all happening. I am so thankful that we don't have to be separated as a family that much longer, but it is definitely bittersweet to have to wrap everything up here so quickly and hurriedly. As I've been boxing up the house, I keep thinking that it took so much time, thought and effort to turn it into our home, yet it is packed away so quickly. {I almost said neatly too, but let's be honest, at this point, it's all about getting stuff into boxes!}

So there you have it... that's how we went under contract and are on our way to sell our house after three weeks and only two showings! It is most certainly a God thing and we could not be more thankful for how He worked out the details for us. If you get bored, bring some boxes over and I'll put you to work! :)



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