The first time Beloved and I put an offer on a house in Windsor we were turned down. We went on to purchase the house we lived in for the five years before we moved here. We also went on to thank God literally every day that we had been turned down because that house was about 100 yards away from what had been a fairly quiet rail-line but within a short time of our moving to Windsor it picked up activity a lot. If we had purchased that house there would have been trains going by several times a day and frequently at night as well.
In a lot of ways we feel the same way about being turned down for the property we offered on. It has caused us to evaluate our needs and consider exactly what counts as meeting them. There is a ranch-style house across the street from the plot we offered on that looks promising.
Interestingly there is another house for sale in a different subdivision that was clearly built on the same floor plan. Unfortunately for the family selling that house, they're asking for more than the newer version in the neighborhood with a pool and park. We feel sort of bad for them, and a lot of sympathy as well since that's pretty much the situation we were in until we gave up and decided to lower the price. As much sympathy as we may feel, we're naturally much more interested in the cheaper, newer, version with more amenities. Particularly since that one would actually meet our needs better than the one we were going to have built. And if we hadn't been turned down for the land we would never have looked at the ranch.
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