I was mowing the lawn one morning when a truck drove up. I got off the mower and a young man introduced himself as one of the people who had been making offer's on the property. He and his wife had just married and had been looking at the property for six month's now. He explained that they only had so much money and that's why they'd made an initial low offer which over time had come up by 40 grand however. That initial offer also stated they wanted the pool table in the carriage house game room included. My response to my Realtor was to get on the phone and have a clarification session with their Realtor so we don't waste each other's time. That was the politically correct version anyway. I had told him I suspected people may want the pool table and explained it was not for sale ahead of time. But people do all kinds of things when making offers. I had a friend who's buyer got fixated on their riding lawn mower of all things. Whatever! Anyway this kid asks about the deer hunting in the valley etc.. He was a bow hunter and I could tell he was a dreamer as well as passionate about his sport. Anyway he drove off and I finished the mowing before I started picking beans in the garden which was an every other day deal right now. Trying to keep an open mind I reflected on this whole process and what my objective was.
The bean factory. This actually was a lot of fun and good exercise as well. I only used half of a 5 dollar package of bean seeds and froze more than 75 pounds of beans! You can't go wrong with beans! |
After this numbers crunching and review my strategy was to offer to finance the gap in price for these people by taking a second mortgage for the difference. I had my Realtor write up the proposal and we were once again trying to move the price up for I think the 4th or 5th time. This was a creative solution I could afford to put on the table. If nothing else it would get them thinking again. This guys hunting season was coming up as well! The financing offer was declined so I put my bottom line price on the table. They moved up to meet it and we had an agreement and closing set for the second week of October. It just wasn't worth it to me to wait for another buyer to try to get 10 or 15 thousand more and possibly having to go through the winter here again. The taxes alone were 500 a month. To live in my own house. No way America's Dairyland! I wanted to get down the road.
When I had visited in the spring time Willie and Joann had mentioned a new cafe was being built in a small town 40 miles west of them. I thought nothing of it at the time but being registered on the North Dakota Job Service site I got a hit on my resume from the Economic Development Board in charge of the project around this time in August.
I thought I've got nothing to lose so I contacted them and made arrangements to meet. The deal was the city had been gifted with a half a million buck's by a local benefactor to construct a new cafe for the community and had turned over the money to the local Economic Development Committee. These guys meant well and had given countless hours of their personal time to get this done but were all thumbs when it came to getting this project completed and the experience I had was just what they needed to get it finished and open. While there were things I knew I couldn't help them with like the fact that they had built way to big I could fix the layout and equipment issues and get this thing opened properly. And for that the community was very grateful.
This was the community we had hunted around the past 6 years and had driven through remarking at how nicely the houses were kept what with the irrigated lawns and all. It'd be a fun project I thought and 40 miles from Tom's place so I was very familiar with the area.The heart of "Bird Country" in North Dakota. So all of a sudden I had a timeline and a destination to move ahead being right on target for the upcoming hunting season.
I had made arrangements with Tom to initially move my belongings into his garage and house for a period of time while I looked for a place in this little town. I had lived in a remote location with no neighbors to speak of for over 30 year's and was actually looking forward to living in a small town. I liked the sights and sounds here. The people were very open and friendly as well. It was Mayberry would be my best analogy. You see you don't need to own a lot of land here to hunt with as much public access land as there is available so reinvesting in land wasn't my objective. Nor was I interested in reinvesting a lot of money in housing. This was a paradigm shift in lifestyle and the cost of living which was at the heart of my strategy on how to make the recession work for me. It was possible to have it all! A lifestyle and a dream with the Setter's that I could afford!
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