Well, you know - in the manner of Andy successfully getting the job he applied for, and us having buyers who are in a position to get the ball rolling because they are first timers, and us putting in an offer on a house and having it accepted.
It has been a CRAZY twenty four hours, because this time yesterday we thought we had ground to a house-moving halt.
What happened was this:
...our original buyers still hadn't got buyers themselves and because we were 'Under Offer' we weren't getting any more viewings through the door. So...
...we told them that, because of Andy potentially getting a new job, we needed to be in a position to move a bit sharpish and thusly we were (regretfully) going to suspend their offer in order to get things shifting again...and...
...this had the required laxative effect because within half an hour we had another viewing booked in AND over night the second offer we had from the first time buyers came back to us and reoffered the full asking price!
This left us in a bit of a panic as, despite reassurances, we hadn't heard about Andy's interview either one way or the other. Job or no job? Mortgage or no mortgage? Who knew?
Thus, trying to remain positive about the resultant quandary, I trotted off to embroidery class this morning to tackle wired and chiffoned insect wings (I know - it's thrilling stuff!) and after about an hour Andy texted to say...
a) he had got the job (hurrah!) and
b) he had put in an offer on the barn!
I returned the text along the lines of 'Eeeeeek!!!' (actually, it was 'Eeeeeek!!!') and had a bit o' trouble getting my hand back in with my insect wings.
...another viewing arrived at 5 p.m and THEY have made an offer, too, but below the asking price so we are chucking it across to our estate agent to negotiate as they have nothing to sell so are, potentially, in a good position to move quickly, but this is all doing our heads in a bit.
Best let someone neutral deal with it, eh?
So, it appears we have bought a barn! We have engaged a firm of conveyancers. We are getting our mortgage sorted out. We are everything crossed that all goes well. Andy is starting his new job at the end of May. Now we know where we are going, I can start job hunting, too.
And now, I suppose, you are wanting to know where it is we are going? Shall I tell you? You've been very good about not asking...