When Stalker-Like Obsession Becomes a Reality

We've had a running obsession with a house in a town near where we currently live. We’ve been trying to put together a deal with the seller of the house that would benefit both the seller and us. The root of the negotiation was that the seller wants us to pay a large sum of money for the house, and we want to pay a small sum. Over the course of the negotiation, an obsession was born.

This obsession involved driving by the house a billion times, and letting out long, sad, longing sighs as we idled on the edge of the street and stared at it with a single stream of drool collecting on our chins. Because Todd and I are also somewhat tech savvy, this bordering-on-unhealthy obsession also involved looking at the listing online over and over again, and even examining the house from the satellite view on Google maps (that is until we would eventually get side tracked when one of us wondered if Google Earth's cameras happened to pick up any nudist camps, and then we started to look for a view of unsuspecting naked people from outer space. Side note, we didn't see any so don't bother looking.)

Last Friday our offer was accepted by the owner and we signed the purchase and sales agreement. We're thinking we'll close on 14 March, but we're hoping for the very end of March.

And now we're frantically trying to sell our current house, and we've been running open houses and showings at a rate that has made us half-consider installing a revolving door on the front of the house. Hopefully this Sunday will be the magic one--keep your fingers crossed for us. If you want to move to Rhode Island, let me know. I know a GREAT house.

Also on the list of things we’re selling, we have a 2004 Nissan four stroke 9.9 outboard engine for sale. If you’re interested, please say so in the comments. (Hey, it doesn’t hurt to ask, does it?)