Things are looking up for the Kingery's. I buried a Saint Joseph statue on Tuesday of last week, upside-down, facing our house as instructed on the packaging (don't mock me for buying a kit for this... yes they sell them and you would have too if you saw the gleaming reviews on Amazon and the small $5 price tag). You see, I've heard far too many stories of people burying said statue and getting an offer on their house. Our home had been on the market just shy of two months and although we've had showings, we've had no interest. What did we have to lose? We were super serious throughout the whole burying processes (besides the hot pink buff that Tom was wearing on his head the whole night, and me practically crying from laughter through the prayer as we stood, holding hands in our entry way, reciting the words that the kit sent with us, Tom, still in his pink buff). But other than that, it was totally serious...
Low and behold, we got a call on Wednesday that someone wanted to see our house on Thursday. By Friday our realtor called with some questions from the buyer. Saturday and Sunday, Tom and I were cautiously optimistic that their person was interested, while not getting our hopes up too much.
Monday we got the call... the lady made us an offer on the house. We countered. She accepted.
WE ARE IN CONTRACT!!!!
I am so excited. I know that a lot can happen between now and the closing date (which happens to be 1/13/12), but we're moving (literally) forward with things. I never imagined that we'd get an offer within two months of our house being listed. Or what we'd sell for 98.9% of our listing price. But, it's all coming together for us. We fly our Sunday to look for houses in Atlanta on Monday and Tuesday. And hopefully bu Christmas, we've found our new house.
Holy smokes... I could be sitting in a huge bathtub (that's one of my requirements of the new house) with a glass of wine on my birthday (which happens to be February 5th... don't worry, you have time to shop).