The House That Wasn't

So the house we put an offer on was in Buckley in a great location and a beautiful neighborhood. There were three other houses in the development that were for sale, one at $330,000 and two at $350,000. This house was being offered at $259,000 because it was a bank-owned, which meant instant equity if our offer was accepted, so we offered $10,000 over the asking price, hoping that would set us apart from the other people. There were 5 other offers on the house, 4 were under ours, but the other was for $259,000 CASH. The bank accepted that offer, of course and we lost a beautiful home. 

So, yesterday was a very bad day. To add to the pain of losing this house, I tried to slice off my finger in the shower when I attempted to readjust the shower head. A piece broke off as I was trying to tighten it, which was very sharp, and it cut open my index finger at the knuckle and that bled quite a bit. Nothing feels better than a cut on your knuckle, let me tell you. Well, this pain, along with hearing the news about losing the house only minutes before caused me to let lose a long stream of tears, which went on for an hour or so and continued periodically throughout the day. Nick was disappointed too, but was distracted by his need to comfort me. We're just telling ourselves that this house wasn't meant to be, for whatever reason. The problem is that the market is heating up while the number of homes in Bonney Lake and Buckley is cooling down. There isn't as much to choose from and there is more competition than there was a few months ago. I guess it's a good thing we aren't in a hurry because this is likely going to take longer than we originally planned. All in all though, losing this house was a huge disappointment and I'm grieving a little bit. But there's something better out there . . . right?