Nightmares and Dreamscapes

I thought the Stephen King title would be appropriate to use today.

So, ok, what happened yesterday? Well, that would be the first part of the title. Mike and I straightened up before Hite came over with "that" woman to look at the house. Even if I was inclined to not see her as a competitor, I wouldn't have liked her. Her daughter was nice but I wasn't able to be uber friendly. They came in and the mother was like, "Oh, you do like to read." Guess Hite told her one reason we didn't want his other house is because we need room for all of the books. Yeah, what? You think we couldn't prove that? Then in the kitchen she couldn't stop gushing about how much the cabinets hadn't changed. Repeatedly. Mike's mom said we should have painted them black. lol While Hite was talking, the mother actually opened one of our low cabinets that we had brought in for stuff! I told her that was ours and not part of the house. She was like, "Oh, well, I didn't remember it being here." Right, cause it's not something that was once yours. Ok, I'm getting snarky mean.

Hite went through a long list of things that he had to do to improve the house. Wow. . .it was a lot. They didn't seem overly impressed by the work he had to do. At one point the daughter tried to start conversation by saying, "I grew up in this house. It always seems so much bigger when you're small." I was just too fried to do much more than give a polite nod.

After the "inspection" Hite spoke with us all separately. He talked with them first and then cam in to speak with us. Seems that the reason he all of a sudden decided to sell (which he wouldn't have otherwise) is because he had bought a place which he is fixing up to be his primary residence. Problem is that it's costing him way more than he thought it would to fix it up so he needs some ready cash. He feels sorry for the other woman because she has a sentimental attachment to this house. I told him my honest view on that. lol Ok, maybe I sounded mean and harsh, and yes a part of me does understand her view, but she could have found a way to stay here in the first place. I sympathized more with the daughter but still, I hate it that I now have to feel a little guilty on top of this all too.

Hite is having a hard time deciding between us. He's a nice man and wants to be fair. (sigh) I do feel sorry for him that he has to deal with this but. . . . Anyway, it comes down to this: Mike and I have to the end of the week to get financial backing to buy the house. If we need longer, Hite will give it to us. Then we and the mother each make our bid and he will pick whichever is financially better for him. We already told him that we were willing to give him the appraisal value as we thought that was fair. But he doesn't want the three of us bidding against each other so none of us has an edge right now. It will come down to whether they offer him that as well or try and go lower. Hell, they may go a little higher just to do so. Maybe we should throw in our security deposit. lol

Anyway, if we lose, we have to find a new place to live. Only now we either have to continue renting or start at square one to buy. If we can get financing, we'll do the latter. We're having problems right now because we don't have a lot of ready cash since we weren't expecting to have to do this now. We have a nice little sum for the rest of the summer to cover bills but not to cover closing costs. So we're looking into various ways to get that money. 100% financing is an option but the closing costs hanging us up. Last week I went to Wachovia first and spoke with someone there. He was supposed to get back with us by lunch Wednesday but had a death in the family and was out until Friday. I was unable to reach him. So, that is where I start today. I've already done what I can online and submitted applications but it looks like I actually need to speak to human beings. Hell, I just wanted to know that we could get something.

I am going to have such a fun day.