I feel like I've been away for weeks but in reality it's only been a few days. And what a few days it was...
Remember in my last post I wrote that I had awesome news to share? Well, I did...have news to share, that is. No, it wasn't that I'm pregnant, although that could've been good news...if I could absolutely guarantee it would only be ONE baby this time.
In another earlier post, I had mentioned that we made an offer on our dream home. Someone else got the house....it became a bidding war and obviously we hadn't made high enough of an offer. I was bummed but Tim comforted me as he said, "Sweetie, that house was almost TOO big for us...just think how much more cleaning you would've had to do".
Silly Tim...as if I clean the house we currently live in now?! And, for the record, going from a 2000 square foot home to a 3600 square foot home would not have been a hardship for me. Just sayin'.
We chalked it up to something that just wasn't meant to be...God's plan and all that jazz.
From there, our wonderful agent showed us 2 more homes (and I say "wonderful" in every sense of the word...seriously, the fact that she could hang with our kids for more than 5 minutes without running out of the house fearing for her life is just downright amazing).
We loved those homes as well, especially the fact that they both had unusually large lot sizes. Tim envisioned building a shop out back where he could work on cars.
I imagined shoving the kids outside and saying, "Now, go play...see you in a few hours", while I got reacquainted with Oprah, Ellen and Dr Oz.
Even though we wanted to make an offer on both homes, the agent of one of them wouldn't even call or e-mail our agent back...rude!
So we made an offer on the one home and it was accepted, much to our surprise. We honestly thought the bank would laugh at our offer, even though we went $20,000 over the asking price. A 40-day escrow was arranged and we were waiting for our agent to get an appraiser and an inspector out there to write their reports.
In the meatime, we decided to do a couple drive-bys, just to check the neighborhood out at various times of the day. On the nights Tim drove by, he said everything was quiet and peaceful. We drove around there on Saturday morning...again, it was quiet and peaceful.
A little too quiet and peaceful, if you asked me. In our current neighborhood, people are always out walking their dogs, riding bikes, mowing their lawns, especially if the weather is nice. But this neighborhood was absolutely dead.
Something didn't sit right with me and I couldn't put my finger on what it was but I just had a gut feeling.
The next morning, I told Tim that I was going to do more research on that specific neighborhood, particularly the crime index reports. I had glossed over them before we went to look at the homes but nothing stood out (probably because I had only GLOSSED over them).
The further I examined in to the crime reports, everything seemed fine; however, I still couldn't shake that gut feeling. And then...
I clicked on the part where it read "sex offenders living in this zip code" and I could NOT believe my eyes. There were TWO sex offenders living in that same neighborhood....one of them lived 6 houses down on the same street and another offender lived diagonally behind the house we were buying. There was another offender who lived a couple blocks away, right by the neighborhood park and down the street from the school which the kids would attend.
My stomach turned as I read what their convictions were...the most serious one being forced sodomy of a child under the age of 14 years old.
I told Tim about it and we both agreed it was an instant deal breaker. Our agent was away for the weekend so we touched base with her yesterday morning and she completely understood. Thankfully, we were still within the 10-day period where we could break our contract without any consequences.
We ended up looking at a couple homes yesterday in OUR neighborhood. One of them was an automatic NO for many reasons but perhaps the funniest thing was when the kids were screaming in the backyard while we looked at the home. As we were about to leave, an older lady rang the door bell and explained that she was the next-door neighbor and she had heard some children screaming, which made her concerned.
Tim and I apologized for the noise. She smiled sweetly and said, "This is a very quiet neighborhood". Once we were back in our mini-van, I told Tim, "Uh, I think that was her passive/aggressive way of saying she'll raise hell if we move in there with our demon spawn".
The next home was pretty nice....large enough for our family with a suitable sized backyard. So we'll see....we're considering making an offer on it.
Needless to say, though, Tim and I are a little burnt out after all this. Valentine's Day came and went, with neither of us even noticing. I'm sure Tim was thrilled about that.
I'll be back on track again this week...I've got so much catching up to do! However, it was refreshing to not be completely attached to my computer this weekend...just spending the time hanging out with my family and really just being in the moment. I need to spend more time doing that.
Once again, it boils down to wanting it all and finding a happy medium.
Let's talk about lunches... yours, not kids
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