riding the mood swing ride
May. 28th, 2006 12:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaeclecticSequence of events:
1. Woke up in a panic.
2. Blathered on LJ.
3. Emailed my realtor and told him I was having the panic attack that I've been barely holding off for the past couple of weeks.
4. Started fiddling with an online mortgage calculator, trying to figure out if I really could stretch to a little higher price.
5. Talked to Kris on the phone, who said things like "maybe you can put some of your stuff into storage" which is really not a good answer, because this is supposed to be my home, not a temporary shelter. (She also told me that I should be resting, not running around doing things, which is good advise that I really ought to take, since despite fond hopes I still have lingering signs of not-quite-wellness.)
6. Spent more time with the online mortgage calculator, eventually confirming what I already knew about how much money I can spend without dooming myself to owning a beautiful home in which I will have to stay home and eat ramen noodles for the next several years because I won't be able to afford anything else.
7. Got a call from my realtor and promptly burst into tears.
Fortunately, he really is good, so he talked me down pretty well. He assured me that all of my calculations up to this point have been completely reasonable, and that it has been just totally odd that there haven't been any decent units in Adams Point for the past month. He told me that there is always a surge of units on the market immediately after Memorial Day (which is a really dead weekend for real estate, as I'd already figured out). And he reminded me that buying a home is known to be a stressor right up there with losing your job or death of a loved one, and that my reactions were normal, and that he has conversations like this with clients all the time!
And we talked a little bit about plan B, his suggestion being that maybe I could put all my stuff into storage and stay with friends for a few weeks, which is an idea I really hadn't considered but that isn't out of the question.
So anyway, I am still a little snivelly but calmer.
1. Woke up in a panic.
2. Blathered on LJ.
3. Emailed my realtor and told him I was having the panic attack that I've been barely holding off for the past couple of weeks.
4. Started fiddling with an online mortgage calculator, trying to figure out if I really could stretch to a little higher price.
5. Talked to Kris on the phone, who said things like "maybe you can put some of your stuff into storage" which is really not a good answer, because this is supposed to be my home, not a temporary shelter. (She also told me that I should be resting, not running around doing things, which is good advise that I really ought to take, since despite fond hopes I still have lingering signs of not-quite-wellness.)
6. Spent more time with the online mortgage calculator, eventually confirming what I already knew about how much money I can spend without dooming myself to owning a beautiful home in which I will have to stay home and eat ramen noodles for the next several years because I won't be able to afford anything else.
7. Got a call from my realtor and promptly burst into tears.
Fortunately, he really is good, so he talked me down pretty well. He assured me that all of my calculations up to this point have been completely reasonable, and that it has been just totally odd that there haven't been any decent units in Adams Point for the past month. He told me that there is always a surge of units on the market immediately after Memorial Day (which is a really dead weekend for real estate, as I'd already figured out). And he reminded me that buying a home is known to be a stressor right up there with losing your job or death of a loved one, and that my reactions were normal, and that he has conversations like this with clients all the time!
And we talked a little bit about plan B, his suggestion being that maybe I could put all my stuff into storage and stay with friends for a few weeks, which is an idea I really hadn't considered but that isn't out of the question.
So anyway, I am still a little snivelly but calmer.