They Did Not Actually Laugh

Been a bit quiet in posting lately, as there's this house I've been considering putting in an offer on.

(On which I've been considering making an offer. Whatever.)

Of course, the first time I saw the house, it seemed like the most awesome-ist house ever.

I went back to look at the house a bit more critically, and it seemed like, with a kitchen remodel, and moving one itty bitty non-load bearing wall (... and maybe putting an extra door in over here, and making this a walk-in closet, and ...), it would be really good. In the sense of: yeah, I could see myself living there for the next 40 or 50 years.

But since it would require work, the amount of I'd be willing to offer dropped substantially. I mean, there's only so much money I have to put towards a house, and if a bunch of that money has to go to a contractor to get the house right, that's less money I can spend on the house itself.

So, I pondered. I talked it over with friends. I contacted the house's neighbor and talked it over with them.

Everything seemed OK, so I put in an offer. For, like, 20% less than the listing price (which itself had gone down 20% from when they'd first listed it). And it was a "take it or leave it" sort of offer. I'm not going to negotiate this price upward. But, if they accept it, they'll be rid of the house they've been trying to unload for more than half a year.

My agent just presented the offer to their agent. She called back to report that the seller's agent did not laugh, or even throw her out of the office. That's a good sign.

And now: we wait.