Yes, once again I have been absent from facebook. Again, life gets in the way of things and you must take care of whatever hardball or issue that someone in higher power has thrown your way.
This time it is house hunting along with a couple of family members having a health crisis. No, not Covid, just some physical matters that had to be addressed. I’m not saying they weren’t serious; I’m just not saying.
While these physical problems were happening, my husband encouraged me to continue look thought me continuing to look for a new place for us to pack up and move to would keep me occupied. He didn’t have me fooled however. It wasn’t so I wouldn’t worry, but so I wouldn’t worry the hell out of the ones with the medical issues. Yes, I’ a hoverer. If you’re not one, I’m sure there is a least one in your family like me. We’re a pain in the arse.
Anyway, back to the house hunting part. Yes, that is really what this is about. Buddy and I have been thinking about, making a decision to do it, and house hunting before Covid-19 shut down the country. So, the running from the city because of the virus wasn’t what motivated us. We simply wanted to be in the country.
Now, that’s where part of the problem comes in. Everyone and their brother and sister are trying to get out of the city now. When a house comes up you might want to look at someone has already made an offer on it. What the heck folks? I feel like I’m shopping on eBay ten years ago. I mean that sucker come one the market five seconds ago and it’s already gotten an offer that the buyer couldn’t turn down? I’m not sure how this happens.
This doesn’t even compare however to the problem of actually getting to look at a house. Sorry to all you real-estate agents, but you guys need to take more and better pics. What, you think the dirty, filthy, screwed up mess is going to be invisible when we get out of our vehicle or step through the door? I’m here to tell you, it ain’t, and you’re only serving to piss the buyers off. Now don’t get me wrong here. The guy my husband and I are working with has been a doll and I don’t think he has shown us a house that I, myself, have asked to look at. These houses are being handled by the seller’s agent, so our poor guy is walking into something he’s never seen and is just as appalled as we are. No, he isn’t faking it. You would have to see the looks on his face sometimes. He wants out of some of these places quicker than we do.
Add to this I have drug him to some scary places. There was one house that still had a running freezer in it and me being me, had to look inside. It was full. To the top I might add. Nope, I didn’t move anything. I was honestly afraid of what might be hiding under the TV dinners and bags of frozen vegetable. My husband was already out the door looking at something else and when I open that freezer our agent and I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I think we were both white as sheets because Buddy took one look at us and asked what the problem was. It didn’t help that just before the freezer thing we had passed this strange inset at the back of a closet and our agent made a joke of me writing a horror story about that.
I have to say that this man is a sweetie. He’s putting up with me and that’s no small accomplishment. I am the client from Hell, and I know this. So, if you’re in the southwestern portion of Tennessee and may be thinking about buying a home let me know. I will be more than happy to pass this wonderful man’s name on to you. Just so you know, he was recommended to me by a couple of other people who bought homes through him and they will tell you, he is awesome.