I didn't make it to the Boston KnitOut because I made an offer on a house.
No, I wasn't house hunting.
No, I can't afford it.
No, it wasn't part of the plan. at. all.
Yes, this was my secret from last Monday.
But the house is perfect, and there's 1-1/2 hour for the seller to respond to our offer. So I need my knitters to puh-lease send some house mazel. Perhaps making an offer during Rosh Hashana will give us luck? This could be an excellent (and unanticipated) new beginning. Send your house mazel here...
ETA, 10pm: They countered, and so did I. They barely budged from the listing price, and I barely budged from my low offer. My realtor wanted to wait until the morning to submit the new offer, but I told her to call tonight, and give them another 6pm deadline. I'm fighting this to the bloody end, and there's still plenty of space between our offers. So keep it comin' gals; send those good house vibes! Oh yeah. I also caught a cold. At 6pm. Strange. So send some good health vibes too, will ya? Thanks!