Dispatches from Real-Estate-land
Our Texas house sold in about 24 hours for over our asking price. That’s the good news. [And it is, admittedly, a longer, weirder story than that. Always is, isn’t it? But that’s the major gist of it.]
So here we are in Minnesota, crashing at my parents’ place with our kids and our cat [our dogs are staying with my Aunt, since my folks don’t have a fenced yard].
Buying a house has been much more of a hassle than selling one. I thought that wasn’t supposed to be the case these days. Heh.
Just today we cut off negotiations with the first seller that we’ve been dealing with. They appeared to have not gotten the memo that the Twin Cities housing market is in the tank right now. Eight buyers for every seller, sales volume down by almost 20% over last year, and all that jazz.
So, until we have a place, our down payment sits in Emigrant Direct making 5.15%…