An Offer They Couldn’t Refuse
Or could they? That’s the question I’ve been asking myself for the last three hours since I made an offer on a cute little two-bedroom house in Chesterfield.

Of all the houses I’ve looked at, this is probably the newest. It’s also one of the smallest, but it’s still more than 50% larger than my current digs. It’s in move in condition, but I’ve got some ideas for things I’d like to do… eventually push out the back wall and make a really nice kitchen and add a Florida/Sun room that’s accessible from the master bedroom.
It’s a great place, and I’d like to get it, but I don’t think my heart will be broken if they turn down the offer. I saw another house today that’s comparable… a little order (built in 1980 instead of 1989), a little bigger (1158 sq ft versus 924), and it’s on an awesome lot. Again, it only has two bedrooms, but it has two full bathrooms instead of just one. The downstairs bedroom has a sliding glass door that opens on to a deck. It also has a fire place. Of course, the asking price is $20,000 more than the offer I made on the house pictured above.
However, if the offer is rejected (and the offer is only live until 9:00 PM tonight), I’ll put in an offer on the bigger place tomorrow first thing. Both houses have a lot going for them, so it’s really a toss up. The second house will need a little more touch before it’s perfectly livable (the current tenants haven’t been kind)… but it’s all cosmetic.
So, 54 minutes and counting…