Today the deal on the sixth place that we have offered on did not go through. Who knew that trying to move out to countrywould be so difficult? This whole ordeal has been something out of the Twilight Zone. Some of the places we just got plain beat by others - fair enough. That happens.
One place we found that was for sale we really liked. It had a really nice pond on the property. The owner was there and spent over an hour showing us around and giving us all the details on the pond. Where the spring that feeds it was located, how to keep the pond healthy, where the fish hang out, blah blah blah. Mrs. WAN loved the place, put in an offer only to find the place wasn't really for sale and that the owners were leaving the country for one 'stans and would be back in 2023 and maybe we could buy it then.
Another place looked perfect - 10 acres down in the Sandhills region. Picutres of the house looked great - pictures showed a blue house and the details stated it had Hardie Plank siding and was stick built. Drive all the way down there and turns out the house was a bleached out tan color, the siding was vinyl and it was obviously a modular home. Still we liked the place well enough to put in a reasonable offer based on what the place actually was. The seller agent told our agent that there were alraedy offers at $100,000 over asking price. "Well - why don't you take one of those then? Duh!". The seller agent was hucking of course. Turned out to be a nefarious trans-gendered individual that felt she was protected and could do whatever. She ended up getting fired for lying on the details in MLS and now that pad is banned from MLS too.
Today's fiasco is some Art Bell type shit. Nice house, the land isn't quite perfect for what we want but could work. Told that the owner is a widower whomjust lost his wife of many years and staying there would be too painful. He also has a bunch of furniture for sale where he is asking way more than it is worth. We put in a very nice offer, tell the guy that we will buy a few pieces of the furniture at the ass rape prices he asking and tell him if moving his departed wifes belongings is too painful, he can leave whatever he wants and that we'll clean it up. The old boy sits on it a week, he gets some other offers but ours is still the best. Still won't accept it and communications break down - we hear nothing for several days. Finally hear today is the day - the seller agent will be reviewing offers at 9AM. Still hear nothing all day. Finally learn this evening that they have received a verbal offer that is better than ours. Can we do better? During this intra-agent chitchat, our agent learns that the seller agent is frustrated by the owner because he is getting bad advice from his girlfriend. Girlfriend!?! WTAF! Seems that as the old girl was terminal, dude was in some hot and heavy teleromance with some much younger Filipina. So the guy is trying to liquidate everything and ooze on over to Luzon. Mrs. WAN blows a gasket and has our agent hook the offer. Meanwhile, while were tied up in that muck a better place came on the market and is now apparently gone.
