Buying a House, Part II - continued from The E-mail That Changed My Life
The day I had received the rate increase e-mail, I was shocked to find an adorable short-sale home in a very low price point that would make the mortgage payment cheaper than what we were paying in rent. The house was a cute little West Jordan multi-level. It was an area that I was familiar with and felt excited about. It was even blue-gray stone, which has always been dream of mine. I posted comments on Facebook and my mother-in-law laughed at the undeniable excitement I was obviously experiencing as she and I messaged back and forth. It was kind of a first for me as I tend to be much more stoic in my personality, and enthusiasm is often difficult if not impossible to detect in me.
The day I had received the rate increase e-mail, I was shocked to find an adorable short-sale home in a very low price point that would make the mortgage payment cheaper than what we were paying in rent. The house was a cute little West Jordan multi-level. It was an area that I was familiar with and felt excited about. It was even blue-gray stone, which has always been dream of mine. I posted comments on Facebook and my mother-in-law laughed at the undeniable excitement I was obviously experiencing as she and I messaged back and forth. It was kind of a first for me as I tend to be much more stoic in my personality, and enthusiasm is often difficult if not impossible to detect in me.
My emotions were all over the place that day as I wondered if this would be an option, convinced myself it really wasn't, and then dared to hope again. We decided that the best place to start would be checking with the bank to get pre-qualified and find a real estate agent.
My husband has worked enough sales based jobs to be loyal to any and all friends he knows in commission based industries. We immediately contacted our favorite credit union for a pre-qual, and an old friend to be our agent. Our friend was on vacation, so we called on that first house ourselves and learned that is was already spoken for. We had good correspondence with our friend even while he was on our trip, which we really appreciated, and he let us know when he would be home. We started to feel, however, that we needed to go with a different agent. We ignored that feeling for a few days, genuinely wanting to give our friend the business. But when he had been home a few days and we hadn't heard back from him, we finally felt that perhaps he wasn't interested in working with us. (We were a LOW price bracket, so the commissions could seem like pocket change compared to a bigger deal.) We contacted a different agent and got things going. (In the end, our friend DID call us back and we felt REALLY bad about going with someone else, but he was really nice about it. And we genuinely felt like we needed to go with this other agent.)
The night before we met with the agent, Andrew kind of freaked out. He doesn't like the unknown, and he just didn't know what to expect. I wondered if we were ready for this step if just the idea of talking to an agent caused so much anxiety. But really, he was fine. The next morning we met Terry Bickmore out in South Jordan and he asked us what we wanted in a house.
We explained that we were looking to buy a short sale. He explained all the negatives of a short-sale including false prices and unreliable time-frames. We didn't really care. We hadn't planned on going anywhere for more than a year, and we could hold out for a good deal. He suggested that we make non-short sales priorities in our search, but agreed to take us to see anything we wanted to look at.
And then the search began. We looked, and looked, and looked. Andrew fell in love with the first house we saw. The one with a completely unusable backyard and no where to grill. (Yeah, like he was really going to be happy with that!) He basically looked at all the houses we saw the first day (a good dozen or more) and just decided on the least terrible one. After talking through it he realized that none of them were worthy of an offer and my impulse buyer decided we would need to schedule another day of looking.
We went out with Terry three different time literally scouring everything that was available in our price point. We began to think that maybe it wasn't going to work out for us after all, and actually, that was OK because we were happy where we were. So we settled down, having seen everything that was already out there, and just began watching the new listings trickle in.
To be continued in The Perfect House
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