Life Needs an Undo Button
If life had an undo button
Oh, how easy it would be
To never have to worry
About which path was right for me.
I could leap without looking;
Never consult with an advisor.
I could make mistakes so freely
And no one would be the wiser.
If I messed up, if I flubbed up,
If I screwed up royally,
I’d just click that little button
And be happy as can be.
We drove away from our home for the last time on Wednesday night. I had lived there for over 11 years (five for Honey), so the tears flowed easily for both of us. It didn’t help matters that we were both dog-tired from having emptied the house and garage in just over 24 hours.
When I listed the house earlier this spring, I specifically requested 30 days from closing to get our belongings moved out. When our buyer made an offer and my realtor faxed the paperwork for me to sign, I didn’t read the fine print. Particularly, the part that said something about “immediate possession unless otherwise noted.” My realtor apparently didn’t read it either, because he was completely flabbergasted when I called him in hysterics Tuesday afternoon to tell him that the buyer had given us three days to get everything out. Long story short, we rallied the troops, worked our tails off, and I learned a valuable lesson about trusting someone else to manage the details.
Moving our furnishings into the new place has added a sense of familiarity and comfort, but I will admit to still feeling some regret about leaving the little house where Honey and I met for the first time, where I grew to love Mrs. J, and where I felt completely safe. Then I remember that despite all the wonderful memories that I have of the place, there are also many horrible ones that I would like to forget. Well, maybe not forget, but at least leave them in the past where they belong.
This new house is a fresh start; an opportunity for us to begin anew on this journey we call “life.” I’m just thankful that no matter where I lay my head at night, I can rest in the knowledge that the love we have for one another can make any house a home.
Although I love our new home, I have been experiencing an emotion that I didn’t really know existed – seller’s remorse. We spent several years getting our previous home like we wanted it, so it is easy to look around at everything that needs to be done to the new one and wonder if moving was a mistake. I also feel some regret over leaving Mrs. J, even though she’s only five minutes away.
Turns out these feelings are fairly common, especially when parting with large items like houses and automobiles. A search engine provided me with some insight into what I’ve been feeling and what the repercussions of backing out of a sale might be. Here’s part of an article by Julie Garton-Good:
Before you make that “I’ve changed my mind” phone call and hear the screaming on the other end of the line, understand your legal obligations and penalties under the purchase agreement. Decide if you’re prepared to handle the worst case scenario and evaluate what you’ll be giving up if you do back out.
First of all, understand that getting cold feet is normal for both sellers and buyers. Usually this malady hits buyers first, in part because they’re writing the check for the earnest money deposit, applying for the loan–things that deal directly with parting with money.
Sellers, on the other hand, usually have a major case of cold feet when they start to make arrangements for moving or when they start to pack things up. And, unfortunately, this is often late in the transaction, causing the buyer’s response to be anything but understanding. That’s why it’s very important to know what recourse the buyer could have against you if you don’t complete the sale.
After listing all of the legal and financial obligations that a remorseful seller might encounter if they cave into their feelings, Julie concludes her informative article with some direct advice:
If nothing else, this should be enough to convince you to complete the sale and move on with your life.