After a week of stress, nearly putting in offers for houses that, well really desperation, I got an automated email from an agent. I looked casually at it, as even I was getting house fatigue. The pictures looked familiar, and it slowly began to dawn, this was a house south wales we had loved right back in April, but it was over budget and went quickly. I rang the agents who said the sale had fallen through due to a relationship breakdown. I rang Steph, our daughter who’s buying with us and said we would have to shift if we wanted this one. She had a look and rang the agents to register our interest.
The next day, I was on tenterhooks, and finally gave in and rang her. She had organised a video, and had given them our financial arrangements. The video came in the afternoon and we put an offer in at asking price. Then I heard nothing over the weekend and we guessed that all the viewings we’d heard were arranged had gone ahead. Dave and I were so low. We even began to seriously consider staying on here renting.
On the Monday I rang Steph, who said she had not told us anything to stop me bouncing off the walls. Our offer had been accepted! The owner wanted to get rid of the place, we have no chain and have money in place, and we were the first.
So we now are continually looking at the plan, video and I have the most enormous to do list to get us over there! We thanked God too, for bringing us the house we had so wanted and for healing for the couple who had lost it.