El Perro Fumando and I are looking at buying a home to start our married life together. Trouble is, we’re in a major metropolitan market like DC; we’re young and though we have decent jobs, relatively poor. So a “home” was immediately downgraded to “a townhome or condo.” And condos are no good since you really don’t own anything. You pretend you own a bit of sky encased in your little box. So townhome it is. What with the unbridled construction of ugly oversized McMansions and nothing else, the supply of lower-cost but still decent housing is slim, and entirely in the owner re-sell market, but they are out there.
We get an agent, we look, we go to a few places that don’t meet our needs. We find one that does, admittedly for about $10000 more than we were really hoping, but we knew it was bound to happen in order to live in a competitive market, and in a town in said metro area where we can actually feel somewhat safe. But the place itself is solid. One owner since it was built, new (and decent model) appliances, good looking community and location. So we put in our bid. Hoping to get a little deal (and because we wouldn’t mind the help), we ask for $3000 lower than the list, and also ask for 3% closing assistance.
Get a call from our agent, who got a call from the selling agent. There’s one other offer in as of this afternoon, with the selling agent going to the seller this evening to make a decision. And compared to the other offer, our audacity to not automatically bow to the list price, and our hope to get some assistance on closing costs basically gives the townhouse to the other potential buyer because their offer doesn’t have our strings. But because the agent has not yet gone to the seller, she’s giving us a chance to revise. We had been going with the lower price and assistance not because we can’t pay the list without assistance, but because we were hoping we wouldn’t have to. So we revise to list price (that $3000 really was a token reduction in the price anyway) and drop our assistance request to 1%, hoping it makes us more competitive, but still not completely just caving to the seller’s demands (though really, we are).
Our agent calls to say that the loan officer we’d been working with for the preapproval in order to get this whole ball rolling had been contacted by the selling agent to make sure our credit really was fine, that we really could pay what we said we could pay. We can, the loan officer answers. The agent says this is good news, we’re being taken seriously.
So now we’re playing the waiting game to see if we’re the selected offer on a townhome that will meet our needs, that we do have the ability to purchase, but for more than any small first townhome should really sell for. Damned McMansions and the absense of any new construction under 3000 sqft.