I forgot to tell ya

We had 15 showings of druid labs in the space of one week. (All that time spent out back - in the rain - with the dog is probably what weakened my immune system enough to have caught that cold, mind you.) On Wednesday last, we were presented with two offers. Neither was adequate, but evidently competition is a good thing for us sellers. The two parties were informed that there were multiple offers, and asked to write up their best offer. That was Wednesday night. On Thursday morning, I took off for BirdDoo, though I thought I was going to Whinney. But you can ready about that below.

hobbitt called me when I was in Maryland, I think, to tell me that one of the parties, which already lives in this town, offered full price. Our agent was going to come over that night for hobbitt to sign the papers. (I dug out our POA papers before I left, thinking that this would all happen as soon as I had left for the mountains.) Dunno what else to say but - golly, the following blog entries notwithstanding, this hasn't been too hard. We're very happy with a full price deal. Evidently the buyers liked the house enough to be that aggressive, and no more, and lucky for them, too!

The following day, another party toured the house. They, too, made an offer. Our agent explained that the property had just come under contract. She was, in fact, in Pennsylvania at her brother's hospital bedside, waiting and worrying through his devastating heart ailment. The other agent accused her of withholding offers from us, and evidently got pretty nasty. It seems her clients were a little desperate. Their offer was about $5,100 over our asking price.

I had wondered if this would happen. I was blissfully unaware of it, of course, as I was on the road, but I considered the possibility. It seemed to me that a contract should be honored. We were happy with the price we got. hobbitt was evidently of the same mind. Our agent was pleased that he didn't consider breaking our contract for this other offer, probably because of her own personal issues at the moment, but also because it just seems to be plain bad business. $5,100 more wasn't enough to make me want to feel bad in my gut. (I don't know if there could have been, realistically, any amount that would tempt me into breaking the contract. And when I say realistically, I am saying that it would be unlikely in the real world that someone would dump a mega-millions lotto jackpot down for this house.) I know business is business, but karma is karma, too.

Greed isn't one of our vices. That's probably because our vice dance card is full, of course. It's pretty heavy in the lust, gluttony and sloth departments. At druid labs we consider these to be largely victimless crimes, though that could well be the devil's rationale. Whatever.

I hope this deal goes through, and that the M. family loves this home as much as we do. I'm grateful for their generosity. Here's hoping that on May 6th, we get to celebrate our good fortune together.