A Tale of Two Buyers

I'm frustrated. Upset. Fed up. And having to remember that God is God, and answerable to no-one but Himself. He does not have to tell me why things are happening the way they are happening, He does not have to explain Himself to me. He is who He is.

The house is now going through the motions with a second potential buyer. And, as with the first potential buyer, this second one is being just as difficult. The first buyer kept putting us off not providing proof of funds, and eventually we gave him an ultimatum to provide or we go with someone else who we had waiting in the wings, so to speak.

Enter Buyer#2. Says that he can complete within a week, especially as most of the paperwork has already been done. Then he asks for a survey, even though he said initially that his offer wasn't subject to survey. Fair enough says we, do the survey if it makes you happy. Then he tries to ask for an extra £4.5k off the price - which has already been discounted by £15k from its original asking price. When we exclaim at his cheek, he says that he only wants £2.5k off, not £4.5k. Still, that's just rude. And procrastinating. And upsetting everybody else.

I wonder how this scene will end, and whether we have an Act 3 to look forward to.

Time for another blog...

I know it's time for another blog when my head feels so full of thoughts that it might explode and I want to tell everybody all of them, and just know that I'll wear people out. So hopefully, in writing, I can put some of them to rest and the others will fade away as I empty my head of all the spinning tops that are my thoughts at the moment.

We finally set up the attic as a little studio and (thanks to Rachel for her suggestion) I am as happy as a Christmas elf at the moment, singing my little heart out and tinkling the plastics of my little old keyboard. Steve's bringing the Genelecs home on Friday hopefully, and we'll have a sort-out and tidy up of the attic so that they can be installed and hooked up to the arrangement we have up there. I'm learning how to set up and pack down my own kit which is nice, the theory is that I can put all my midi boxes and microphones and cables away at night and set them up in the morning, and if I want to go somewhere else and record with somebody I have a briefcase and a laptop bag and I become a mobile recording studio!

I got drenched this morning just walking to the post office and then hand-delivering a CD to a friend down the road, the rain is the sort that just mists onto your clothes and in a matter of minutes makes you feel like you're wearing soggy newspapers on your legs as your jeans become wetter than when they come out of the washing machine. Glad I walked though. I started training on Tuesday for a 10k run next summer, and my legs have been so sore. I've been struggling getting up and down the stairs (and they're not easy at the best of times) so I think the walk this morning has done them some good. I'll be back at the gym tomorrow.

And finally I put our Christmas tree up this week! I tidied up the front room and put all the boxes of filing away that had been there for two weeks, and decided that if I didn't put the tree up, the space would not last until Christmas. So it doesn't have any decorations on it (apart from an angel at the top - I couldn't resist) but I'm hoping that Steve will acquiesce on Saturday. He's of the opinion that trees and decorations don't need to be put up until the week before Christmas at the earliest - but I'm working on him, slowly, year by year. I did manage to put up and decorate a mini-tree in our bedroom/office, and suddenly my desk looks like it actually is an office. You know, with the twee decorations and the desperate nod to Christmas time that happens in offices all over the world at this time of year. I'm beginning to think that the vase of artificial daffodils and tulips really ought to be put away now though.

There. There are the main thoughts that were spinning around giddily, now maybe I'll be able to get on with the day!