In my last post, you heard my tale of botched electronic communications.
It had a happy ending!
In the middle of the night, a fax showed up at the listing agent's home office, she emailed it to me early this morning, and my buyers have now initialed the minor changes in the counter, and we have a deal.
And this is a deal that has me thinking about a couple of things that helped to make it work.
First, three out of the four people involved here in Washington are certified Type-A personalities, and everyone stayed pretty calm. There were forces that were clearly beyond our control - power outages in a far off land. When the power came back, there was a huge storm and whole country's internet connection went ka-plu-y. If any of us had gotten at all loopy about any of this stuff, it might be a different story.
Second, real estate is a business where an agent is worth what his or her word is worth. The listing agent is a woman named Sheila Mooney, she's with Coldwell Banker's Georgetown office, and if you get a chance to sell one of her listings, do it! You can take her word to the bank.
She has a reputation for being a real pro and we knew and completely trusted each other. When she told me that things were goofy in Sri Lanka, I knew things were goofy in Sri Lanka. With some agents I have suspected that my offer was being shopped or worse. With Sheila, that was not an issue. Things were goofy in Sri Lanka!
So I'm off to my office meeting with that spring in my step that comes from putting together a hard one!
And later today, I'm going to make it a point to sit down and take a few deep breaths and "OOOHHHMMMM, OOOHHHMMM..."