Science Guy and I thought we’d found the perfect house. We loved it. Love what the people had done to the house and even though the distance was longer for both of us work wise, we decided to put an offer on it.
Yeah, someone came in and made another offer at pretty much the same time and theirs was more than the asking price and cash. Guess who won.
Funny thing is I’m okay with it. A couple of days before we found out we weren’t getting the place I started having really bad feelings about it. Like scary bad, something horrible may happen to you in the house, feelings.
I figured I’d walk the house again and see if it was trying to tell me something and if they accepted our offer, we could always back out. Now I’m thinking who ever offered more was a guardian angel watching over me.
Today we looked at five, yep five houses. Most of them were yucky inside. The prior owners hadn’t taken very good care of their homes by any means. The neighborhoods were great, the outsides looked great, then we stepped inside, and it was like a different dimension.
However, we did find one that we both loved. It has everything we want and a bit more. The only room that needs updating is the kitchen. It’s in great shape, but I would (will if we get it) want to update it. The countertops and cabinets mostly.
The neighborhood is awesome. Beautiful and peaceful and yeah…I love it. Feels like a place we can easily call home.
So we’re putting in an offer and then the wait and see game begins. If you’ve read past post, you know I’m not so good with the wait thing.
In my head, I’m already planning what will be in the living room and what will be in the family room with the fireplace. I know I live in Florida, but I love a fireplace. Planning romantic candle lit moments around the Jacuzzi too. :)
Fingers crossed, but the realist in me says, if it doesn’t work out then it is the one for us and we’ll begin again. Or buy the one we’re currently renting with the lease option. I like it but it’s not quite as big as we’d like.
The one thing I’ve learned from this is I don’t like house hunting. The show on HGTV makes it look so much more fun then it is. Too many of the homes we’ve looked at in the past few months are not what they say or need tons of work or break your heart when you see kids stuff (lot’s of kids stuff) lying in the rooms.
What about you? Do you like house hunting? Would you rather stay where you are or would you like to move?
WW’s and PD’s,