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The sellers countered our offer (we asked for closing costs to be covered, dropped the price 10k, a decorative wine glass holder that hangs above the kitchen island, all the stainless steel kitchen appliances, a new washing machine and the dryer, and a one year home warranty). They gave us the inspection report/property line report ($700 savings), everything we asked for, but held firm on the price. We countered them back by going up 2k on the price, accepted a 6-8k future fix needed on the chimney instead of making them fix it prior to selling (codes have changed causing it to need a longer chimney for back draft reasons).
They have until Friday to get back with us.
My mind was on overload because of that, and my mind was also doing a circus sideshow of taking all my belongings and mentally trying to place them in the house. On top of that my mind was scrambling around thinking of all the DIY fixes and updates I'd like to do in the future combined with color schemes for rooms.
My husband went to bed at 10pm, while I finally forced myself to TRY to sleep at 11:30pm. It didn't work. I finally gave up at 1:00am and carefully tip-toed downstairs (as to not wake my in-laws). I decided food would probably help me sleep (it always does), although its terrible for my waistline to eat then snooze. I ate some cereal and finally dragged myself to bed at 1:30am, but my rest was short-lived. My husband was bright eyed and bushy tailed as soon as the alarm went off this morning at 6:30am, so I didn't have a chance at trying to sleep longer. He is the type that likes to cuddle and kiss and get RIGHT UP IN your face as soon as he wakes up. I choose to tolerate it most of the time. . .
Its 9:00am, and I feel like my eyes are going to snap shut on me. I'm probably going to drag myself back into bed here in a moment because I feel like these yawns are going to tear me in two.
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