Some of you will remember we sold our house in 2020. There were a couple of reasons we sold - one of them was we wanted to travel and the other was our neighborhood had a couple of lunatics in it. That house was our dream house but the neighborhood was just volatile because of them. We decided to get out. (And glad we did because it’s worse now). We thought we’d travel and ultimately look for another house down the line. Well obviously traveling is much more difficult due to Covid so we’ve been searching for places we might want to live.
Thankfully, our house hunting saga has come to an end. After traveling here, there, and everywhere, we decided to stay in this “little” town that we love here in Texas. I can’t count the number of houses and developments we looked at in Nevada, Arizona, Florida, and Texas. We’ve made several trips again and again, trying to find somewhere we felt was right. Nothing ever felt like the right decision and/or nothing lined up the right way - until about 2 weeks ago.
We were at lunch, still running ideas through our heads, when I looked around and said, “I really love it here.” My husband said, “Me, too.” We both looked at each other and said, “Well duh!!” We finished lunch, went over and looked at two houses under construction that we’d looked at several times that week, went home, and called the developer’s realtor and made an appointment for the next day. We’d made up our minds to make an offer on their home and agreed that if it was sold before our appointment it just wasn’t meant to be.
We met with her the next day, talked about a reduced price since we didn’t come in with a realtor to which she said they wouldn’t do. We went over a bunch of info on what was going on the house and I wrote down our offer price on a piece of paper, waited for her to take a breath and slid the paper over to her. I told her it was our one and only offer and if they accepted it we’d sign the contract right then. She didn’t think they would accept it so, we just said “Ok.” She had to call the developer and she was surprised when they made a counteroffer that met us halfway. So, we accepted that with the condition we could change the kitchen countertops and the ugly tile they’d chosen for the bathrooms. LoL The house will be done in May and I feel so much better just knowing we made the decision where we want to live. I feel like a thousand pound weight has been lifted from my shoulders.
Our dream of traveling significantly is a little muted due to Covid and I’m ok with that. I’ll be busy enough getting the new house together and we’ll work in the trips we want to take along with some general U.S. travel.
The hunt is over, life is good, and I feel more relaxed than I have in two years.