I called the three-time-lookers and talked to the wife. Briefly. She's very nice, BTW, not at all like her realtor.
Long story short... they put an offer in on another house. In July. Which they really love. And now that house is in foreclosure. And if they can hold out and wait for it to become available, they will get an unbelievably sweet deal on it. But the situation is complicated, and they don't know what's going to happen with it, and so they decided to start looking at houses again.
And that's when they saw our house. And looked at it three times. And they like it very much. But they are still holding out hope for the foreclosure and the deal of a lifetime.
So that's that.
1. Their realtor is a rude bitch.
2. Stop getting my hopes up.
In other news... I have a lot to blog about but haven't gotten around to doing it. Things like our pre-Thanksgiving craftapalooza and the complete craft mania that has swept my household. And the delicious butternut squash chipotle bisque that I made for Thanksgiving. And the fact that we've decided to host our annual Christmas party, house-for-sale be damned. And the new bakery that opened two blocks from my house and is going to be the end of my skinny jeans. And the bitter cold mornings we are having, in which I am out running in preparation for the half-marathon I registered for in January. And the fact that today is my mom's deathiversary.
That last one is kind of a doozy.
I've written about it before, but am too lazy to find it and link. But my mom died 11 years ago today, three weeks before Carlie was born. This date tends to kick off my holiday blues. Well, that's kind of a lie. Thanksgiving really kicks off my holiday blues.
But it's been 11 years, and honest to God, I still have moments, when I'll see something that she'd love or Carlie will do something funny, and my first thought is, I've got to call my mom, she's going to love this. Still. After 11 years.
So that's where I am tonight. Sad about my mom. Sad about not selling my house when I thought it was a sure thing. Just basically feeling kind of mopey tonight. Aren't you glad I decided to spread my gloom to the World Wide Web? You're welcome.