About four months ago the SO and I decided that it was time to put our house on the market. We need more space (I need more space for all my hobbies). We searched high and low and went on a marathon of viewings and then...we found it...the perfect house for us. It met so much of our wish list criteria it was scary. Back and forth with the home owners and a deal was made. Of course, then we had to sell ours.
I didn't think it would be so hard. I thought I'd be all settled into our new house by now but here we are still living with the ever pressing demand of viewings and open houses hanging over our heads. I'm tired and the worse thing is all I can do is wait. I don't like not having control of a situation but I have no control over this. It's starting to wear on my nerves (and my sanity).
In the fall we cancelled a vacation because we'd need those vacation days to move but we didn't move so I was down a week of R&R which the little voice in my head is still complaining about.
I'm starting to detest that 'for sale' sign on the yard. I keep hoping that tomorrow will be the day that when I drive up the street I see "SOLD" splayed across the sign. But yesterday wasn't 'tomorrow' and today won't be 'tomorrow'. For sanity's sake I hope that 'tomorrow' comes soon (at least soon enought that we don't lose out on the house we found).
With every passing day my fingers remain crossed but my patience is running thin.
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