This is my second attempt at writing for the day. I started a few hours ago, ready to comment on how Rocket and I went to our winery wedding venue for our walk through…which despite the snow covered fields and hills, is set for our nuptials in three weeks.
The Vines at the Winery--- the snow is unlikely to melt in three weeks.
Instead, my evening took a very immediate turn a few hours ago. Rocket’s humble abode has been on the market since the fall. Month after month, I have been nervous about it selling (or not) and how it would impact our starting our married life together. In many ways, his wonderful house was becoming my nemesis. I should be clear–I love his house. It is beautiful. But it is nestled in the woods, more than an hour away. And as much as I love Rocket, I am not the type of girl that appreciates waking up to watch the deer in the forest (now, if Nieman Marcus or Saks Fifth Avenue were visible—that, that would be heaven).
So tonight, we got a phone call—from a realtor (a real live realtor!!! ) The couple that came for a showing on Thursday and then again on Friday was making an offer….an actual offer—and it was within the range of his asking price! You would think it would take a while to read a 63 page sales contract….but there is an art in skimming–and we perfected it (I also perfected the art of jumping up and down in excitement—there may have also been some shrieking!).
Waiting an hour to hear back from the realtor about our counter offer was grueling–but so very worth it when the call finally came. It is as if today was a day that will go down in Cara Mamma and Rocket history— a wonderful walk through to plan our wedding, an impromptu tasting by our caterer of very very very yummy tapas, a visit to our future home site to find the construction site buzzing with activity, and then… the planets and stars aligned.
Not even the black mud of the winery parking lot could dampen my spirits today.
I know I know, nothing is ever a guarantee with real estate until the ink has dried on the closing forms—but really…this is tremendous. And for the first time in a long time, I feel elated. I have written alot about in the last few months about the power of positive thinking–but sadly for Rocket, I have not always been the best model of this when it came to his house and how we would transition into married life with two homes. It did not help that wedding plans seemed to be unraveling with Rabbi Cool’s back surgery or that my many family members and friends were going to be unable to join us for the wedding—but somehow today….everything changed. And now, I can officially say— life is good, very very good.
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