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So as a lot of you will have heard by now - I got a phone call from the estate agents on Saturday afternoon saying my buyers had pulled out. We were supposed to be exchanging contracts any second - they've just paid to get surveys done - so this was a bit of a surprise (although I half expected it as they seemed a bit timid.) They sited the crashing prices for their cold feet - so it may be a ploy to get me to knock the price down although the EA said they'd gone away so she couldn't get back to them straight away about me offering 5k off. 5k. that was pretty much all I was going to be taking from selling my house and now that's gone. If I'm lucky and they still want it of course. Motherfuckers.
I do have someone doing a second viewing today at 1pm and I've asked a couple of people who know property investory types to see if they're interested. I have no idea what to do beyond that - I figure if I go to a cash company now it'll be even less money than I would have got before. Thanks to the tabloids scaremongering about houseprices which of course actually causes prices to drop because people get afraid.
RARRR!
I got the call just as we were pulling into Ripon bus station for Nicki's hen do. I really just wanted to go home and cry but it just wasn't an option - there wasn't any more I could achieve and I didn't want to put a damper on Nicki's day so I just grinned and bared it. I'd started the day at 10:45 dressed like a prostitute. woo. I even felt a need to explain to the taxi driver :) I won £45.60 on the first race - the only one we actually watched! I probably should have got a lottery ticket as I figure I'm owed some luck :P - it was a lovely day even if it was £3.30 for a plastic pint of strongbow - Julie and I had very tasty roast pork sandwiches with stuffing and gravy - nom nom nom nom nom - and I bought us (and heather) tasty icecream too.
Headed back all snoozy on the bus and went to the Victoria for a pint before bimbling to Chinese Foo oblivion at Red Chilli - very tasty indeed - I must stop getting the banquet - far too much food! We then went up to Bourbon which was hideous and loud and full of dreadful young women in shapeless short dresses - what's with that? We then escaped to fab cafe which was altogether more civilised. Carl turned up at this point so we decided he was the entertainment - he didn't strip though. Gav was there too and plied me with sweeties (mmm sherbert dab! sweet braclets! double dip!) as pennance for aiding red in the desctruction of my living room curtains. The remains of the taekwondo post-grading social turned up too - they were amusingly drunk. Finally pootled off to a taxi with Jen and Katie, clutching Heather's abandoned doggybag which I duely demolished yesterday afternoon to attempt to placate my hangover. mmm duck - nice choice :)
party on friday was pleasant - nice to see kath and brad from outta town. the black sheep birthday special (4 birthdays one sheep!) was rammed and there were lots of people I hadn't seen in ages out and about. today I am hungover and grumpy.
I do have someone doing a second viewing today at 1pm and I've asked a couple of people who know property investory types to see if they're interested. I have no idea what to do beyond that - I figure if I go to a cash company now it'll be even less money than I would have got before. Thanks to the tabloids scaremongering about houseprices which of course actually causes prices to drop because people get afraid.
RARRR!
I got the call just as we were pulling into Ripon bus station for Nicki's hen do. I really just wanted to go home and cry but it just wasn't an option - there wasn't any more I could achieve and I didn't want to put a damper on Nicki's day so I just grinned and bared it. I'd started the day at 10:45 dressed like a prostitute. woo. I even felt a need to explain to the taxi driver :) I won £45.60 on the first race - the only one we actually watched! I probably should have got a lottery ticket as I figure I'm owed some luck :P - it was a lovely day even if it was £3.30 for a plastic pint of strongbow - Julie and I had very tasty roast pork sandwiches with stuffing and gravy - nom nom nom nom nom - and I bought us (and heather) tasty icecream too.
Headed back all snoozy on the bus and went to the Victoria for a pint before bimbling to Chinese Foo oblivion at Red Chilli - very tasty indeed - I must stop getting the banquet - far too much food! We then went up to Bourbon which was hideous and loud and full of dreadful young women in shapeless short dresses - what's with that? We then escaped to fab cafe which was altogether more civilised. Carl turned up at this point so we decided he was the entertainment - he didn't strip though. Gav was there too and plied me with sweeties (mmm sherbert dab! sweet braclets! double dip!) as pennance for aiding red in the desctruction of my living room curtains. The remains of the taekwondo post-grading social turned up too - they were amusingly drunk. Finally pootled off to a taxi with Jen and Katie, clutching Heather's abandoned doggybag which I duely demolished yesterday afternoon to attempt to placate my hangover. mmm duck - nice choice :)
party on friday was pleasant - nice to see kath and brad from outta town. the black sheep birthday special (4 birthdays one sheep!) was rammed and there were lots of people I hadn't seen in ages out and about. today I am hungover and grumpy.
