We were out yard-saleing on Saturday morning when we passed the street. The one with the house for sale. In a neighborhood we love, at about half its value, from the estate of its original owners.
DH spoke first. "Isn't that the one with the house?"
We swung back. Found it. Pretty yellow cape-style colonial with a butt-ugly garage on the front. "We could fix that," said DH.
He hopped out of the car and walked around the vacant house, peering in the windows.
"It needs a ton of work," he said. I nodded--it was built in 1928 and pretty much not touched since then. I was sure that for the price, it would need renovation. But we've done that before.
We sat and stared at it. "It really does need a ton of work," he said again. And then he pointed at the really really hideously ugly house next door--think 1960s dentist office. "I'm really not sure I could stand being next to that, either."
Good point. We drove on. But the next day, he said, "I'm not sure we could make that house work for the money. And I really dont' like that thing next door."
So that one's out. Which is OK. At least now I know I'm not the only one with the bug. I think it's a matter of the right house for the right price. And I'm patient.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Baby Steps
Posted by Cat Herder at 8:42 AM
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3 comments:
See, its got to be *just right*.
Instant gratification isn't very gratifying if you end up with regrets, or feelings that you 'settled for' the right here and right now.
Good luck. Patience rocks. :)
You'll get what you want, like you said, you just gotta wait. Very cool that you are now well aware that DH is on board!
I think that's great. It will come together and the nicest thing is you know your house on your street will sell quickly.
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