On Monday we signed the closing papers for the piece of property we bought (yeehaw! Past tense!) We have bought a few houses and been involved in a few other real-estate related things. This is the first time we have done a transaction with absolutely no realtor involved. And you know what…the process is not scary at all!
The previous owner put out a post on a message board I read, saying that she had some land for sale. I saw it and emailed her (it’s cool that I already knew her from blogland…just didn’t know she was selling property). We went up to visit and walked around the property with her husband. My kids hung with her as she made apple butter. They got to stir the big kettle she had over the fire and play in her yard where the turkeys gobbled to offer their greetings (or were they asking us to rescue them? Not sure on that one…) We took home some apple cider and a few days later discussed the deal we wanted to make.
After some time, we got back together when it was time to finish the deal. I wrote up a sales contract all by myself. Since I wrote it, I was able to have a little fun. For instance, when you write a contract on a house, you usually say that you want the blinds, lights and toilet seat to remain. There wasn’t anything like that on the property but I did lay claim to any indian arrowheads that are currently on the property. No one cared…it was legit!
We worked with a banker and a closing attorney and they handled their details without any hassle at all. So, on Monday, we decided to meet the sellers at a mom-and-pop restaurant in the nearby town and have breakfast. Have you ever done a real-estate deal where you get to hang out with the other party? I don’t know why the transaction of real-estate always seems to be built up as a contentious mess where the buyer and seller have to be kept apart. I know it isn’t always that way, and I know that some deals are ugly, but being pals and eating breakfast before the deal was just plain awesome!
Anyhow, after we signed the papers, the sellers gave us 2 dozen eggs, fresh from their chickens and we headed to the property (in a downpour) to walk around. I grew up in the country and had forgotten what rural sounds like. In the rain, as I walked into the woods, all I could hear was water running in a stream. I could not hear a single car or radio or another single person…only the woods. I found deer trails and thickets and some awesome places for a zip-line. I think I found a spring and a few places for a treehouse.
Even in the rain, I could not have been happier. This whole deal was so simple and pleasant and I already love the place. The deal is closed and I can once again lay claim to being a (part) country boy…