Plans were laid last December to sell our current home and relocate. We scoured home listings from three different towns in two states.
Then, our home was put on the market. There were visitors hosted by selling agents for two-and-a-half weeks, then traffic stopped. No one wanted to risk being out with the virus scare.
We’d given up hope. Surely nothing would happen for weeks, maybe months. Then this past Friday, someone visited with their agent. We watched them come and stay for over 30 minutes. A good sign?
Late Friday evening there was a call from our real estate agent. Someone made an offer. We made a counter offer, buyers accepted, and on Saturday morning, it was official. We have until mid-May to vacate the property. We have to find a place to reside. The search begins in earnest.