To start this blog I am going to have to go back, WAY back some, well, lets see....6 months ago. January.I PROMISE, this will be my longest post EVER. I have a lot to cover! MB & I had decided, after lots of fence sitting that we really needed to just buy a house. We had moved to a town for MB's work that was originally thought, not ideal from our standpoint, but then, quite unexpectedly, it grew on us. Our second apartment (our first being lived in for only a month for reasons-a-plenty) was in a way, a dream come true for a couple of old-souled early 20-somethings, out of college. I remember the day we went to look at the place and the first thing I saw was a DISHWASHER. I hardly remember the rest of the tour but I was sold right there. The apartment (the bottom & BETTER part of a two family. Our landlords had lived in our apartment and it had favored quite nicely as such) was cute and quaint and had a large kitchen, awesome deck and probably the best damn view in all of SPville. (as our little town shall here be known by ;) ) As much a I wanted (really, I did!) to buy a house and fix it up and make it our own, it was damn hard to convince me to leave the apartment! We had been there over a year and throw numerous casual dinner parties that grew significantly with each installment, and growing what can only be described as the probable best landlord/tenant relationship ever. On our last party however, I looked around our one bedroom, five room apartment and realized we did NOT have nearly enough room for all of our friends! It was one thing in the summer with deck and the yard but come mid-January it was bursting at the seams. Plus it should be noted, we are what you call BUSY people. We can only sit and relax for a total of...maybe 20 minutes before we need to find a project. we WANTED house projects. We NEEDED house projects! How fun would it be to have a house and something to do every spare minute of the day. Yup, glorious. We got the name of a GOOD realtor (damn hard to come by but when your father ownes his own home inspection company you get the non-snakes. This list included all of TWO people, one of which, was on maternity leave) and gave him a ring. We had tried this process a year earlier, got cold feet, and ran away thinking we weren't ready.
MB had become OBSESSED. He was on every house listing site from here to the other side of the planet it seemed and already had a list of a few properties we wanted to look at, all spanning about 6 towns. You see, the thing is, as much as we liked our town it is nearly an hour from our families who, believe it or not, we are pretty fond of. We were trying to find something in the middle but the middles, it didn't want us. We looked at the "Middle Houses" only to walk away discouraged with what our money could get us. I suppose now is a good time to tell you that although MB has a different job, he grew up under the tutelage of the most perfectionist of perfections carpenters, his father. CB (MB's Daddy-O), his brother and other son, MB's bro obvi., own one of the most well respected, 3 man company in the whole area. So needless to say, we ALMOST knew what we were getting into. We wanted a house with "good bones". Doesn't everyone? We didn't want it finished, but we didn't want it falling down either.
On our second weekend out kicking tires, we looked at a house MB had been slightly drooling over. I was convinced it was too much money. I didn't know you could talk down the price. Lesson #, oh lets say 32 of many. This house was NOT middle of the road, it was other end of the rd. In our apartment town. I wasn't so sure about it. We trudged our way through the snow, opened the front door, and instantly, I knew MB was in love. He's not much a goo-goo eye person but if your paying attention, and know him as well as I do, they were there. Outside he was all business but inside he was doing a little Irish jig. I wasn't so convinced. We looked at two more "middle houses" and sitting down with our good guy, we decided, heck! Why not? Lets put in an offer. It's not signing in blood.
After NUMEROUS rule changes mid development, sleepless nights, inspections, walk throughs, work on the house BEFORE we owned it!...after nearly 3 months of turmoil (and we had it EASY!?) we closed on the house. Hah! I thought this was the stressful part. Boy was I silly.
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