My bank says they will not loan me the money- because the house is "non-traditional" and the new comps are 15 miles away in Granbury. The underwriters in Georgia see those 2 things in writing and will not insure the loan. No taking into account my personal history, the actual house plans, the local geography (Granbury area is perfect for comps). I am told the current climate in the mortgage industry is making everyone from underwriters to loan officers pretty darn jumpy.
The revised appraisal will be completed next week and will take it to another local bank.
It will happen in God's time. The right people will be a part of this whole thing. I pray for wisdom through the process. Oh yes, and patience.
On a higher note, on Christmas Eve I burned brush for several hours and after sunset was tending the dying fire. Mike and his four children were there waiting for "Santa" to wrap presents at their home. On the far northeastern horizon over the sparking lights of Glen Rose I saw a slither of red across the horizon. At first I thought the town was afire (of course I did), but then Mike and I watched in awe as a blood red moon just one day past full rose up over the horizon's edge in about a minute. It was my best Christmas gift.
I watched for several more minutes and then headed back to town, filled with the Christmas spirit.
Peace on earth. Indeed.
The revised appraisal will be completed next week and will take it to another local bank.
It will happen in God's time. The right people will be a part of this whole thing. I pray for wisdom through the process. Oh yes, and patience.
On a higher note, on Christmas Eve I burned brush for several hours and after sunset was tending the dying fire. Mike and his four children were there waiting for "Santa" to wrap presents at their home. On the far northeastern horizon over the sparking lights of Glen Rose I saw a slither of red across the horizon. At first I thought the town was afire (of course I did), but then Mike and I watched in awe as a blood red moon just one day past full rose up over the horizon's edge in about a minute. It was my best Christmas gift.
I watched for several more minutes and then headed back to town, filled with the Christmas spirit.
Peace on earth. Indeed.
2 comments:
Patience little grasshopper . . all good things come to those who . . .I think you get the idea.
I am so excited you are on the road to your dream. And doesn't it just unwind you to go there and breath.
love you
mary
Wow this sounds like a great adventure. Glad you sent the Christmas card and enclosed the link. Wish you had given an email or phone number to get in touch. I hope I get invited one day to Big Hill. See you, Leonard (skynman@aol.com)
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