Nicholas wrote:{snip}Good luck, and stay focused!.........(why did 5 potential buyers back out..??)
Thanks! Honest to gosh, I went to the realty site for a reason having nothing to do with looking at Gardner homes. I'm firmly placing blame on Fate for this one...maybe...I'll get back to you on that.
As to "Where are the five that were bidding?*", spouse and I talked about how after we lost out on that house, we drive-by'd/viewed a few others, saw and bid on Allen, then the day we got the news we were 2nd highest bid we looked at Pleasant. All within roughly a month. The short sale Dutch is still on market, but all the others we looked at are now pending/agreement/sold (even 42 finally closed). Not sure what the odds are as to how many of those five bought or are in process elsewhere.
We are treading cautiously back into the Baker possibility. I don't know if our agent can find out what happened. I've not given up on Pleasant, I just haven't felt entirely right about it since I found out about the lack of permits. (It doesn't help that almost every single person I talked to about it said "Walk away" or "RUN"--I've not been able to shake the notion that it really is the best thing to do despite the pros if we can wrangle this.)
So seeing Baker come back on market just felt so...well, you know... Spouse is aware that although now that I know about Carpenter Gothics and think they are nifty and was looking forward to restoring one, my heart belongs firmly in Camp Bungalow. He finally admitted last night he's less than thrilled about the shambly asbestos insulation on the heating pipes at Pleasant after we priced out removal--and I told him flat out I didn't think the sellers would give at all in that regard, given that was prior, and we're struggling to get them to fix recent issues of their own making.
So for now it's just waiting to hear back from our realtor about Baker, and possibly to hear if there's an answer back from Pleasant's selling agent regarding our requests.
* Wretched Tolkien spoof, my apologies to any purists. That one line led to this:
Where now are the house and the owner? Where are the five that were bidding?
Where is the roof and the siding, and the wood trim lidding?
Where is the three over one pane, and the stained glass glowing?
Where is the cove and the chair rail and the bead board rowing?
They have passed like plans on the fire, like an age in the past tense;
The traits are weighed down from above beneath the formed plastic nonsense.
Who shall gather the coals of the dead bids burning,
Or behold the growing hopes from the soul returning?