I actually started this post 2 weeks ago, but then was afraid to jinx anything (and too tired to even finish!) Now, after a few stressful weeks, an inspection, signed contracts, and finally today, the confirmation that our house is officially sold, we are feeling much better about everything. It seems like a good time for an update :) The house I talked about here, well... she waited, for us :) I'm happy to report, she's ours! (Hopefully) if everything else goes as we plan (mortgage, etc), we'll be living in the beautiful home in New Canaan, come summertime!
Just a few days after our sneak peak at the house (the first week of Feb), the house had a brokers open and then it went on the market. I literally thought about the house every day. Who had been too see it? Did anyone love it as much as us? Well priced homes have been flying off the market in just 5 - 7 days and I was sure that this one would too, the price tag was almost too good to be true, for the town. So, time was of the essence and we had a few things that had to fall into place before we could move forward with a new house. Luckily, we got to work quickly on that stuff and by day 12, we were able to put in a offer. We low-balled and after a few counters and then our "final and best", the owner came back with an honest no. It wasn't enough. The owner was planning a public open house a few days later and he was confident he'd get a better offer... UGH. So, that Sunday was the Open House, and we drove by more times than I should admit, literally stalking the house to see the traffic. By this point, I convinced myself no one was going to love it as much as us - I wanted this house, bad.
There was one underlying thing that I think was on our side the whole time. The home-owner knew my grandfather (Dad's Dad) well because they played in the New Canaan Marching Band together. I never met my grandfather unfortunately, because he died when my Dad was 10 years old. Just 2 years ago, during a big town event, they did a big tribute to my grandfather for all the good he did in the town, and honored him for writing the town song - New Canaan March. The man who gathered all the information and gave the presentation at that event, was the very man who owns this home! Coincidence? Luck? work of God, whatever...throughout this process, knowing all of this has just made it feel more right.
The night of the open house, after dinner with my family, we decided to write the homeowner a note. We wrote an old school, handwritten, very honest note. At the end, we said, please keep us in mind.... We figured we had nothing to lose and we wanted to let him know how much we liked his house. All the while though, we kept telling ourselves we have to move on because he already told us, no! I got a call on Monday afteroon that there was another offer as a result of the open house, but he wanted us to come back with the very best we could. A second chance!
And... he picked us!!! I kept telling myself that if it was meant to be, it would be. But then when we finally got the news, everyone cried. Our realtor, me, my mom, my sister... poor Brian, could barely talk! To say we are excited is the understatement of the century. I have whined and complained about our commute and being so far removed from all of our friends for at least the last 16 months. Ever since, little Miss M came along, my perspective on everything changed and time together as a family is more important than ever. What this move will do for our family is priceless. I cannot wait to live in such a beautiful home, in a wonderful town and be so close to our family and friends!
Just in case you are curious, here are some pictures of the house :)
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