Cautiously celebrating

It looks like we've finally sold the flat! It's the Canadian couple who are buying it. Thank goodness Jason is such a good and determined negotiator or I'm sure it would never have happened. We got them up to a price that we can live with and have agreed to their numerous demands which include keeping all of our white goods (large appliances, do we call them white goods in the States?), all of our window dressings and to have some bad plaster in the living room repaired. Jason asked if they wanted one of the children too but they declined. Maybe an arm or leg? Pound of flesh? No? Oh, OK then.

Jason also managed to get a reduction on the price of the house. Yes, he's been on fire this week! Everyone wants to move quickly so we're hoping to be in by November. Yes, that is quick in England. I was afraid it would be after Christmas but it looks like we'll be having Christmas in our new house.

We have one other hoop to jump through for the Canadians before we get too excited though. There's a patch of bad plaster in the living room from when the window frame leaked during one of the heavy rains this summer. We spoke to our builder about it and he agreed to repair it but the Canadians want for their surveyor to see it and assess it before it's repaired!! Good lord, do they honestly think we're trying to con them or something? I do find their approach rather offensive. At first I thought we might become friends being fellow North Americans and all but now I think not.

Ah well, we'll have plenty of friends and neighbors on Kellerton Road. I'm already thinking about organising a regular Coffee Morning, maybe a neighborhood book club, a Christmas drinks party, oh the possibilities are endless. And we'll need to buy some new furniture for the new place. I want a Welsh dresser for the dining room. Not very fashionable but I do love them. We're going to hit the antique stores because I'd rather have something with a bit of character. God, next it'll be gingham at the windows and ducks on everything. I really am turning into my mother.