Friday, September 10, 2010


April 28 was the first time we went house hunting.

It is now September 10, and we still haven't found a house. We've seen at least 100 houses. At least.

That's not to say we haven't found anything we like. There have been two houses we've tried to buy. The first was a short sale, and the agent didn't disclose there was an existing offer until we called to make ours. The second was a bank-owned home, and, again, the agent didn't disclose there were multiple existing offers until after we had seen the home and fallen in love with it.

Our three-month lease, which we originally thought would be too long, expires at the end of the month, and we're not sure where we're living after that.

All of our stuff is in boxes in the garages of various relatives. I can't bake anything in the oven, because all that stuff is packed. Pizza cutter? Packed. Winter jackets that we'll be needing soon? Packed.

I'm frustrated.

1 comment:

Colleen said...

There's a house for sale on my street. It's only snowed once since we moved here almost 6 years ago - so you'd never need those winter coats again! Come back to the land of sunshine & smog. :)
All kidding aside, I hope you're able to find a nice home soon. Those first 2 homes just weren't the right house for you. You'll find the right home & you'll know it the second you walk through the door. That's how it was when we bought our house. And the night we found our house was the very last night that we could find a house & have time to close escrow before we had to move out of our condo (it was already sold). It will all work out for you.