Contract Pending

It hasn't been quite five months since Daniel put his house on the market. He knew that such a unique and rather large house would require a special kind of buyer. The layout is very accommodating to a two family situation and that is exactly the type of buyer that the home attracted. After viewing the home on at least eight different occasions, a negotiated amount was finally reached. Hallelujah!!

It's hard to let go of a home that is full of memories. It is equally hard to go through possessions and decide what needs to be boxed up and what can be pitched. For him it's the space, the garages and the fear of not having those things again. I don't discount those feelings; I've been there twice before. I wanted so badly for Daniel to be excited finally getting a contract on the house but instead he launched into freak-out mode. It took him two days to even sign the contract. 

That was a little over a week ago and while the seller's remorse still surfaces every one in a while, he says he's ready to forge ahead. Soon we will be able to concentrate on maintaining one space and hopefully NOT be working on something every weekend. I am not a roofer or a tiler... but I could put both on a resume. I'm dreaming of Sunday afternoons watching football and not feeling guilty that we aren't painting.

The sale of this house turns a corner for us and while we aren't sure what's ahead, the horizon looks inviting. Perhaps we will just chill until Spring and do some traveling. I hear the Titans are still playing in Nashville and I bet we could find some palm trees somewhere if we looked hard enough.