Knottie Vibes - house 'update'
hardlyhannah
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So, still waiting to hear on the house. The bank completely ignored our respond by date of Friday saying they wanted to wait until Monday to see if any offers came in over the weekend. We heard NOTHING yesterday, but our realtor talked to the listing agent this morning and they still haven't recieved any other offers. They are just biding their time hoping I guess.
So please send positive vibes our way so that the bank stops being buttheads and gives us the dang house already! (or counter, or deny, or SOMETHING other than makign us wait)
Waiting is the hardest part I think.
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STUPID BANKS GET BACK TO HER NEOW!0
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Sending good vibes your way!I feel like banks always do this because they can. (I've had a few friends complaining of similar situations with mortgages and what not)0
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So stupid!!! Sending good thoughts your way!0
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It worked! My realtor just called and they countered our offer and we accepted!!!
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Yey!! How exciting!
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CONGRATS!!! So excited for you
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Congrats!!!!!!!!!!! Yay!0
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Congrats!S'mores. Just S'mores please.0
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Thanks everyone! On to the inspection. :-)
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Yay! That's awesome. Congratulations.0
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Yay! Hopefully everything is good with the inspection.0
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