April 5, 2018: Home Shift!

Well, that was…unexpected.

We put in an offer on one of the condos we visited and received a counter.  As we were preparing to counter their counter (because, if six seasons of Million Dollar Listing New York has taught me anything, it’s that no one ever starts with their best and final offer at the risk of robbing negotiations of all the fun and drama), the seller’s agent contacted our agent to inform him his client wasn’t going to agree to anything below an overpriced drop dead number.  However, my agent suggested that, for formality’s sake, we counter with our best and final.  So we did.  And were told by the seller’s agent that it wasn’t going to happen, that the seller was perfectly willing to test the market for a while longer.  Cue…

Stressing?  Obsessing?  Reassessing?  Nah.  I immediately switched gears and started thinking about that second condo and where I would put my new treadmill.  Then, I receive a text from my agent who had received a text from the seller’s agent informing him that if I was willing to come up to just $5000 off the seller’s drop dead price, they would find a way to make it work.  Cue…

Elation?  Celebration?  Reconsideration?  Nah.  So immersed was I in imagining our new lives in that second condo that I neglected to even respond.

Then, thirty minutes later, I received word that our counter had been accepted and congratulations.  Cue…

Excitement?  Amazement?  Contentment?  Nah.  More…

Ambivalence.  It’s a beautiful place, nowhere near as pricey as the second condo, but now I have to move.  Again.  And next to driving around looking for parking or visiting Home Depot, I can’t think of anything I’d rather not do.

Fortunately, my good friend Ivon lives only three floors down and will, no doubt, be more than happy to shoulder the heavier carries on account of my delicate back.

Akemi, meanwhile, well, she’s already started opining, outlining, and interior designing.

I’m just going to try to stay out of her way.