We went out hunting again this morning with a new realtor. We fired our old one. I found myself asking, "What would Mr. X think, and would he even show me this house?" when I looked at listings, and that finally bugged me enough that I decided I wanted out. I'm glad we didn't look at much with him, or I guess I would feel more guilty.
So we called a lady who came highly recommended. I think she'll do much better for us. She's friendly, efficient, aggressive, and doesn't argue with me. I think she's probably the best we can do with a realtor. I think I've decided I just don't like realtors much, and I wish the whole house buying system didn't involve them at all. They take big chunks of commission, and people price their houses higher as a result of having to pay them their big chunks of comission.
This morning we looked at:
a. a smoker's house that had been ceramic tiled, living room, family room, everything but the bedrooms. The back yard looked into the parking lot of an apartment complex next door. I asked the lady if she would've priced this house at that level. She said, "I think I would've listed it at ____," naming a price almost exactly what they listed it at. I was not amused.
b. a choppily laid out house with a large back yard that backed up to a fire station and a major road.
c. a house we couldn't get into because of some key issues that had a long narrow back yard with no grass or trees, due to deceptive acreage quoting on the listing.
d. a house that had a lot going for it but had a weird living room layout.
I'm not encouraged. I'm even grumpier than I was before. I guess this process isn't going to be any fun for me, no matter who my realtor is. I want the house we lost more than ever. And I want to stop looking and hunker down in here more than I did before.
I need perspective. I need to go and look at pictures of people living in mud huts in Africa. And I guess I need to do a lot more praying for contentment. But it's a lot easier to have contentment when you're not looking at ugly, overpriced houses. I wanna quit doing that. Anybody think its possible for me to just have something fall in my lap through word of mouth if I wait long enough? =) I usually try not to spew all my negativity all over this blog, and this post may come down later, but I thought I'd let y'all know what's going on.
Now I'm going to get pie cherries at the grocery store and prep for our dinner guests...