fighting for a sale

Well, we made an offer for the sweet little house on the hill with 123 acres and beautiful river frontage. The bad news is, we made the offer a week ago and we're still struggling with negotiations. We agreed on price a mere three days in, but the shady chump that currently owns the place does not want ANY strings attached; even the normal kind like testing the water. Even better, the listing agent doesn't understand the concept of a deadline and avoids calls and emails from our agent. This has made is a veeery sloooow, very painful process. Our real estate agent told her off pretty badly at one point and Mark and I have learned never to expect prompt responses to any of our communications with them.


Meanwhile, we have been essentially homeless for almost four months, living either in our little travel trailer or in other peoples' spare bedrooms. It will feel very nice to unpack our duffel bags sometime in the foreseeable future... perhaps we'll have a signed contract by the deadline of 2pm today. (Or 2:30 if the listing agent stays true to character.)

*Sigh*.

We are quite taken with the charming little house and the beautiful forest and river behind it, but we simply cannot bend on the water testing and other issues, lest we find ourselves with a ten thousand dollar pipe problem after the fact.

This is all more than a little frustrating!