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Well, really it’s about the closing, and Bahman certainly is the Closer. I expected to be nervous in the weeks leading up to this, but it’s the holidays and there are plenty of other things to think about and actively avoid. I did have butterflies that morning, though. It was a staid affair since the bank rep didn’t come – nobody to give the stink eye to – but Bahman requested the listing agent attend in case anything went awry, a very nice man. The bank got a large amount of money and we got a small key. I asked someone to take our photo for posterity, and Bahman surprised us with a bottle of champagne to celebrate…so we are waiting for the right moment…can’t be yet?

Bahman, Rebeccah, James (listing agent), Richard, bank rep after closing

Bahman called to let us know that the title company handling the closing finally got around to checking on code violations, discovered them, and has started to investigate. I reminded him about a possible outstanding lien. A week went by with no progress so Bahman called the city himself to see if he could help. He never waits long to spring to action. His call was answered by Sally Moooooney, who said the city was just too busy to help clear violations to allow the sale anytime soon. Her name doesn’t really have that many “o”s unless you hear Bahman say it with contempt. She was so rude to him that he called the mayor’s office to demand that the mayor go to that awful woman’s office immediately and fire her for her shocking behavior toward a member of the taxpaying public. Bahman is a better advocate than many attorneys I know.

Meanwhile Bahman was also pushing the listing agent about the city’s delay, so She Who Shall Not Be Named (the well-earned nickname of the bank rep) apparently got on the horn and got some dags rattling. By the end of the following day, the city had promised to get onto it pronto. They don’t teach this stuff in school, that’s fer sher.

After waiting for a response from the bank for a long while, the listing agent advised us that another offer had been submitted. The next day, a third party submitted an offer. Two days after that we were told there were one or two other parties interested but who had not yet submitted offers. This touched off a bidding war. Fishy huh? But again, thank goodness for Bahman, always reasonable, mostly calm, always two steps ahead of me. We went back and forth for about three days, and then I got a call at 5:15 p.m. that I have to provide additional documents by 7 p.m. that evening to have our offer accepted, otherwise the bank would take the other offer.

At 5:30, just after I’d been told we might have the house, the lender I had been working with called to say that our renovation loan would not be approved. He had failed to check the property taxes (available online with a few clicks) and had instead used a standard computer-generated number. Crikey. Don’t I keep telling everyone this is not a usual out-of-the-box project? So we might have the house but not be able to live in it.

I managed to get the documents together with a few minutes to spare, and then we STILL did not get anything in writing from the bank that our offer was accepted, just a verbal confirmation from the listing agent. Jeez. And I’ll figure out funding later. We couldn’t believe we finally had the house under contract.

For the next month I can’t go a day without talking to Bahman. He calms me. Even when he has nothing new to report, he always tells me something that feels like more information and that we’re making progress. I have taken to daily ravings of delight about Bahman to Richard and he is kindly tolerant. One evening as we were falling asleep I commented, “imagine going this process with another realtor” and we both giggled madly because it was such an abhorrent thought.

I was a basket case after the tour, knowing that all of these people were aware “our” house was on the market. I called Bahman and we agreed to meet at the house and consider writing an offer. Bahman asked us a lot of good questions, sort of like a pre-marriage counselor testing the strength of our relationship for a project like this, commenting on our dynamics and suggesting ways to make a big renovation project like this go smoothly for us. After we submitted our offer Bahman confirmed that nobody else had an offer in and the listing agent was not aware of any other interested parties. Little did we know the bidding war that loomed.

Richard and I agreed we needed a good realtor to guide us through even thinking about this. I asked around and our architect Patricia McQuaid suggested Bahman Nakhai. Her quote was that “he has always been very sensitive to our needs.” In our first conversation I told him about this crazy house we can’t afford that will require years of our lives and is the wrong location and yet has excited Richard and me more than any other place…probably sounded a bit hysterical and scattered now that I think about it. But even as I spoke with him I began to relax and consider the whole daunting thing calmly. And it wasn’t because he said it would be easy. He had seen the house and the first question he asked me was whether my marriage could survive a house like this. What an insightful question! But I think I calmed in part because of the soothing, thoughtful way he always expresses himself, even when he is hot about something. He is patient and is always, always thinking. In that first long phone call we discussed the house generally and in detail, without once pushing me to include him. How lucky! We found another member of our team.