That Old Familiar Feeling...

I am referring, of course, to buyer's remorse. For me, buying property is always filled with anxiety before the contract is written, and remorse as soon as I sign the document. I wrote a contract on a house in Pleasantville yesterday, so today I am sitting beneath a familiar pile of steaming buyer's remorse. But this is certainly not as bad as the remorse I felt after I saw the Wit's End landslide. (For those of you arriving late to remorse-fest, I own a major landslide on the fair isle of Dominica which has rendered nearly 5 acres of land unbuildable)

Mr. Wizard is still down in Dominica, and has not seen the property I have chosen, so any failure in this purchase is squarely upon my shoulders. That means I cannot blame the Wiz if I don't like it. hmmm...

Now, the reason I am here buying property and he is still on Dominica doing the packing is that I do not trust him to buy a home for me. We value very different things in a home. Yet, he is able to turn me loose with the checkbook to buy a property sight unseen to him. I suppose that is a sign that he is a person of character. Hell, I have not even sent him digital pictures! Obviously, he is a more trusting soul than I am. But he also does not have to bear the full weight of the decision.

I will hear today if my low offer is accepted, and I am very mixed about it. I know my remorse will be worse either way: I will be sad if I do not get the property and I will dwell on it's good points, and I will be full of fault finding if they accept the contract.

leavingdominica: aren't you glad you do not live in my head?