Maybe It’s Not Over

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I regret walking away from the cabin. I love it. I really do. I could see my entire adventure there.

Doing everything I can to not ask my realtor to put another offer in. I know I gave up all of my power in the negotiation if it isn’t already sold. Like I said, regrets.

There has to be a time where I listen to my heart over my head, right? Isn’t that where the adventure truly is? Just following your dream. Just going for it. You only live once.

Logic tells me my decision to walk away was the correct one. My heart is sad and feeling a bit slighted.

For a few hours after walking away, I felt really good. I had found this super cute off-grid property that had a grain silo converted into a house on it. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it. Realtor asked me to find out if anything would change with the mortgage for me. I did and Mortgage man said that TD will not provide mortgages for that property. He said it was because it was off-grid, under 850 square feet, and didn’t have a suitable heating source (hot water in the floor). So that was good to learn. I might look for a mortgage broker that specializes in off-grid properties just to see if I could get a house as silly as that.

So I wrote all of that ^ two nights ago. Yesterday, I was driving to Pickering to meet a friend for lunch and I was thinking about the cabin. I had convinced myself to reach out to my realtor when I got to the restaurant and ask if we can get back in on the cabin. When I opened my texts, I saw a message from her saying that there might be an opportunity for me to come back to the table for the cabin.

We’re working on another offer which would include them paying to seal the basement. We’ll see what happens!

I’m trying to remain cautiously optimistic and not let my excitement take over but I’m probably going to let excitement take over and then be crushed if it doesn’t work out. Welcome to one of my inner demons! The hopeful, day dreaming, limerent, optimist says “yeah but what if…”

Oh and for some reason, WordPress won’t let me upload any images today even though what I’m uploading is the proper size and my account has a lot of room left for images. I’m at less than 3% used. Oh well. I’m off to go eat some food and think about how maybe I’m gonna get this house after all.

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