I thought my house was sold. After all, I accepted their offer, and they were paying cash, so I didn’t have to worry about them qualifying for a loan. It was a slam dunk. Sure, the offer was less than I expected, but I could still make it work. I was going to make it work. In fact I found not one but two potential new homes that would work for my family. I was ready to go.

Then, yesterday, I got the news. The buyers cancelled. They cited the inspection as the reason, but I don’t believe that’s really the case for a couple of reasons. First, they said the air conditioning didn’t function below 78 degrees. I actually laughed when I heard that, because just the night before we were freezing and it was set to 76. Secondly, they didn’t ask us to repair anything. Usually when something shows up on an inspection you ask for it to be fixed or for an allowance. They didn’t ask for either. I believe they found a house they liked better and used the inspection as an out. That’s okay. Disappointing, but okay.

I took a deep breath, examined my motives for wanting to sell in the first place, and decided to make the listing active again. Yes, we are on the market again. We spent yesterday giving the house a good deep cleaning, and we went to Home Depot for some new flowers (the others died… oops). By mid-afternoon the place looked great and we had two showings scheduled. Here we go again.

I’m told this is prime time for sales, with school out for the summer. I can do this. The right buyer will come. I just need to shake it off, put on a big smile, and stay positive. So, on that note, I’m off to touch up the bathroom. There are still two days left in this weekend.