Trying to buy a house. Dancing around with my checkbook open. My realtor’s attitude seems to be “meh.”
We missed two houses already (one of them is my fault for not trying to drive it home) but the other was definitely her group’s. This *AWESOME* one of a kind house was for sale, and my dad was like “jeez it looks like a museum” which was exactly the vibe I loved about it.
Nope. Pending already by someone who is not us.
I’m in no mood for this.