I didn't know how to break up with realtor #1 so I texted her and said that we wouldn't be able to meet with her because my husband got cold feet about buying. Sorry. She has called three times and texted 9 texts since then. The loan guy has also called 3 times, emailed twice, and texted once. OMG. Awkward.
House hunting is exciting but frustrating. There is so much on the market here in Maryland that we can afford. Too many options perhaps. You know what they say about raccoons? That they are attracted and obsessed with shiny things? My husband is the same way. He is more attracted to a sparkly poop than a nice, solid (slightly outdated, old people wall papered) house. He sees cheap upgrades and is turned on. I see cheap upgrades and the over-inflated price tag.
We are staying in a hotel until we purchase a home so the pressure is on. Imagine a small hotel room with a few large suitcases, a wild, often whiny 18 month old, my husband, and me all crammed in. The pack and play is next to the front door so she can't see us as she whines herself to sleep. On top of the couch sits our overstuffed suitcases. There is not enough room and very little consistency. We are all ready to get settled and gain a sense of normalcy.
Wish us luck as we navigate this cluster!
PS- we are supposed to meet our new realtor at 10am to start looking at houses. She said she would text us in the morning with the address of the first house to meet at. It is now 9:40am. No text yet. Did she break up with us? Is this karma for screwing the first one?!
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