Price brick house
by a_spod on Comments
Over the last few months my "it's complicated" personal life has been all about preparations to sell our house. ("It's-complicated" being code for "It's not all that complicated, but I'm not gonna indulge your prurient curiosity. So swivel on it.") Not that I want to move. I didn't realize how much it had got me down till last week, when the first valuation came in cheaper than expected and the whole plan seemed up in the air. For 48 hours I wandered round with a spring in my step and a smile on my face until the next valuation proved more generous. We actually have no financial need to sell. And although one person is paying an unfair share, it's better than they'd do on their own. However that person is determined to have their own place, and I don't begrudge them that - except the bit where we have to sell. Subsequent valuations have spiraled; each one coming in higher than the last. (How do they do that? Are they spying on each other?) Obviously people will pick the top price. But in my experience the most pessimistic figure will turn out to be the most realistic; so I'm looking forward to months more anguish while we show people round without a bite. Joy.