If you’re like me – the suspense is unbearable. Days seem like weeks, minutes like hours. Want more articles like this? Create an account today to get BiggerPocket's best blog articles delivered to your inbox Sign up for free The entrance is glorious. Happy music plays in the background and the aroma of flowers extends throughout the park. Around each corner there is something new to see – a character, exhibit, attraction – or all three. Fantasy becomes reality. From pirates to puppets to Storm Troopers, this place has it all. That’s right, I’m talking about Disneyland. As a kid, my family would go to Disneyland 3-4 times a year (we lived four hours away in Yuma, Arizona). Both of my parents are from Illinois so as soon as the leaves began falling off the trees there we’d get an endless stream of visitors through the following spring. They all wanted to do the same thing – visit the happiest place on earth. Fortunately for me, I got to tag along. Nowadays I get there every other year. Still, I get the same feeling deep down inside my gut. It’s a nervous kind of excitement. The Sensation of Flipping Houses Submitting offers on distressed properties, or bidding on them at the auction, gives me a similar sensation. You’d think after flipping more than 250 properties in 10 years I’d be immune. The truth is waiting to find out if I’ve acquired a property (and then learning I got it, or did not get it) is the most anxious feeling on earth. Here’s the funny part – I’m not anxious or impatient by nature. I don’t get frustrated when stuck in traffic nor do I have a problem waiting an hour to eat at my favorite restaurant. I’m not emotional either. I don’t cry in sad movies. I’m the Dad that tells his daughter she should have been more careful when she falls off the swing set. Yesterday, I submitted an offer on an REO a Realtor brought to my attention. It was about to be listed by a colleague in her broker’s office. The bank was hoping for an all cash offer prior to putting it on the multiple listing service. The house needed about 8-10K in cosmetic repairs and had an after repair value of 205K. The asking price was 167K (that was also the bank’s opening bid at the auction and no one bid). I offered $161,500. The Results Of My Offer Since signing the offer less than 24 hours ago I’ve had that anxious feeling. Did I offer too much? Not enough? Can I really fix the house up for 8K? Will it really sell for 205K? Can it sell for more than 205K? If it does – will I make enough money to go to Disneyland? Alas, I just found out they rejected my offer, and a slightly higher counter I made for $163,000. Oh well, I didn’t really want to go to Disneyland anyway. I hear it’s really crowded this time of year.