I am so exhausted I can barely see straight. Why, you might ask. Well, it’s hard to say. We did start a new nanny this morning, which went very smoothly, but I was quite stressed about it in advance. L wet through her diaper last night, and so she didn’t sleep well. (I didn’t realize why until the morning. Poor thing.) I am under a fair amount of pressure at work. Finally, we made another offer on a house today. The seller actually had wanted offers yesterday, but we were both completely exhausted and overwhelmed yesterday as well, so we just said if it had to be that day, we’d miss out. Well, apparently there were two offers, both with escalation clauses (which are pretty much standard around here, though I dislike them), and the seller came back and asked the buyers to remove the clauses and just make a straight offer by 5 PM today. I found this out at 3:30 PM, and we were still on the fence about whether to make an offer. Finally, we decided to do so.
Here’s the house:
Friends in Houston – do you have fancy bathrooms like this? I’m just curious how this house compares to the new (or nearly new) brick facade houses my friends in Houston bought.
This is by far the nicest house we’ve made an offer on. It’s also by far the most remote. The two are obviously closely related.
However, it’s in a good school district, and we kind of like its location. It’s on the side of one of the Issaquah “Alps.” It reminds me of where I grew up.
So we’ll see. We have a better chance on this house than any others we’ve offered on, but I still feel we will most likely not get it. I had to place something like 6 offers before I got the house I’m living in now, so whatever. So it goes.
I find making an offer on a house emotionally exhausting because I tie where I live to what I’m doing with my life, and get into this whole “Where am I going?” spiel. I hate making big decisions like this. I try to comfort myself with “We can always sell it.” but obviously, the transaction cost is huge.