Tuesday morning, 7 a.m. I got a text from Inga. Was the house on MLS?
"Yes, it it. It went live at midnight," I replied.
She wrote back: "Funny, I haven't heard from any agents yet."
Around noon, Inga texted me again. "How do you think it is going?"
I replied, "What is 'it' and where is it 'going'?"
Truly, sellers are their own breed of neediness. I should know. I have been a seller. It is a lonely place to be, waiting with anticipation for someone to love your home as much as they do. The silence is worse than the inconvenience it causes.
But I did hear that she is getting an offer. I have no idea if it will be $20,000 under asking price or if it will be reasonable. I don't know if they will want Inga and Liam to remove a wall, redecorate the kitchen or if the buyers just love the house the way it is.
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