When I last wrote we had just returned from a week in Illinois. We were anxiously awaiting for our realtor to call us that we could come close on the house in Thompson Station we were wanting to purchase.
We spent our days doing little things for Connie and Jim. Dad worked in the yard and the pool, I did a little cleaning and decided to repaint Benjamin's bedroom.
In the meantime there was a lot of summer fun going on - especially when Benjamin was there.
One afternoon some good sized water shooters came on the scene.
Grandad even got into that action.
Benjamin seemed to be the target of most of it but he got a shot or two in now and then.
AND of course we had to get the boy in action.
We waited and waited for our realtor to call and our patience was wearing thin. The closing date was set for June 28 but as that day drew closer and closer it was apparent there would be NO closing that day.
We were really in need of a house. We decided to go see that house again and see if we wanted it bad enough to re-set the closing. While we were there Ted discovered a problem with water in the crawl space. I noticed the lady had taken some drapes and curtain rods that were to be left.
SO...we told the realtor we had changed our minds and would not sign an extension. She went to work to get our deposit back.
In the meantime I had part of a tooth fall out and had to get a new crown put on. My dentist was 2 1/2 hours away in Winchester. I was in no pain but very afraid that could change any minute. I called my dentist and they gave me an appointment the next day at 4 p.m. I finally decided I just couldn't take all the late afternoon traffic through Nashville and drive that far too. I asked if they knew of a dentist closer to me and one was recommended in Clarksville.
Dr. Garrett took me in the next day and he was so good. He had heard my Dentist speak one time on the new procedure for making crowns. He was very impressed. I liked Dr. Garrett and kind of liked Clarksville. I thought it might not be bad to live up there and not have the traffic of Nashville to face every time we wanted to go somewhere. Mark lived there and Connie would be close and Jill was at least half way through town.
The next morning we got up and I asked Ted if we could go look at houses in Clarksville. So...off we went. Contacted a realtor up there and she was busy that day but did leave some ideas at her office for us to go see. When we got there we contacted Marks girlfriend, Megan, and asked her if she would tell us if these were in good neighborhoods or not. She met us for a sandwich and the three of us took off.
Prices are high in Clarksville but the traffic is just way too much for this old couple that love country living but city life. :)
By the time we got home that night we were disappointed and exhausted and our patience was wearing very thin.
The next morning when we got up Ted asked if I had any ideas on what to do. I told him no. He looked at me and said we are going to buy that house in Thompson Station. WE NEED A HOUSE. So...once again we called our realtor to work up an extension. She said she told me it could be up to 3 months and possibly 6 on a short sale. Somehow I don't remember that conversation, only that they do take awhile.
So...off we went to Franklin to sign a new extension with the date of closing on this to be August 28.
To Be Continued.