It was a whole week of pestering my Realtor for an answer before he finally said he had one. The seller of the house had finally come to a decision. Before I get to the answer, let me remind you what the house was like. In my last post I said it looked like a castle, but really what I meant is it looked like a house from a fairy tale. It had three stories, a basement and an attached garage. The outside of the house was mainly brick with triangular peaks. The trim work along with the brick made the home look like it was from a fairy tale. Apparently I was not the only one that liked the house. I'm not sure if the seller expected to get the amount of offers they did, otherwise I'm sure the asking price would have been higher. After some struggle, the seller finally announce their decision of my offer on the house.

And the answer is.....

No. I guess I was part of the close call and nearly had the best offer. By the sounds of it the person that outbid me made a cash offer, which means less paperwork for the seller and an easier process. This time I didn't let the decision stop me, I kept searching.

My search led me closer and closer to the lake. I even looked at a property across the street from a lake, Elizabeth Lake. Lucky for me I viewed the property right after work during rush hour. I could hear the sound of traffic echo through the house. I just couldn't handle the noise, even if the house was on two lots with a nice sized garage. I contemplated this house for the next day before telling my Realtor to refuel his car and find me some more homes. I knew we were getting closer to finding the one I truly wanted. I just had to be persistent.