jennAfter searching since May, three months ago I put an offer on a gorgeous move-in ready lake house on a half acre of land. It felt so exquisite and rich and I went through major feelings of unworthiness that I deserved such a nice house.
After a major emotional breakthrough that I do deserve it, I put the offer in, offer accepted, inspection failed. 👎
I quickly released it, and while everyone else felt bad and bummed that I missed the opportunity – I was more than fine with it. Something better is waiting.
And then, I found my dream space. I stepped out of my car onto the land and had a full body YES.
2 acres on a dead end dirt road.
I made the offer.
Offer accepted.
Inspection passed.
Then, while reading some of the paperwork, I noticed a clause that I didn’t see before:
Offer is contingent on the seller securing an alternate satisfactory residence in order to close, the seller can cancel the real estate transaction in the event that they are unable to secure alternative satisfactory housing.
The seller can cancel?!?
My heart sank.
Despite that, I’d go to bed every night visualizing my new space.
Picturing the gatherings of women in my yard.
Sitting around my fireplace.
If all went well, hosting my family and all the kids for Christmas. 🎄
I prayed for my sellers daily that they’d find their dream home.
I knew the home I manifested was mine – yet also anticipated the chance to release this home too.
For thr last 45 days, when someone would ask about the house, I’d say my close date is 12/12.. BUT, the sellers can cancel.
Last night, a friend asked me how the house is going. I said my close date is 12/12.
Period.
Why was I adding in an out?
Why was I repeatedly confirming the cancel clause??
The house is mine – period.
I truly believe shifting the words shifted the outcome.
This morning, my realtor called me. “I have exciting news.”
The sellers have found a house. Offer accepted. Inspection passed.
And now, I am officially moving.
My close date is 12/12.
💗
