Once the husband and I decided that we were sticking around New England, we immediately set out to get ourselves a house. What can I say? We’re ready for the thousands and thousands of dollars in debt and the agonizing stress of closing, repairs, lawn care and the need to purchase many pieces of furniture we don’t currently have. It’s a special time in any person’s life.
We’ve only been looking for about three weeks now, and I’m already dangerously close to throwing my hands up in the air with a giant TO HELL WITH THIS. It’s not that I don’t enjoy looking at houses – I do! I love real estate, actually. I like thinking through what a house could be, seeing myself living there, getting into the potential of each property.
The problem is, I have ridiculous standards for what’s livable. Basically, I want every house to look like this:
And also this:
And mostly what I’m seeing is this:
all from uglyhousephotos.com
So, yes…I may need to temper my expectations a smidgen. It’s not that I expect to have a baller house (I really don’t…I don’t want to pay for one) but I DO think about remodeling things that don’t work, things that don’t make me feel comfortable, or clean (I am a total germaphobe) – like that bathroom that absolutely SUCKS, the wood paneling that HAS GOT to come down (AND WHY IS IT IN EVERY ROOM?!?!), or the linoleum flooring that is so dirty that it looks like someone took a dump and let it rot there…oh wait, maybe that’s the pattern. Sooner or later, the house that was reasonable before is now starting to become unreasonably expensive.
And I don’t know what the hell anybody is talking about with this being a “buyer’s market.” If by that, people mean a bunch of boring and/or crappy houses on the market for cheap. Anything even remotely nice (again, we’re talking “nice” here, not ridiculously perfect) is gone within 10 seconds. And everything else is starting to look the same to me. Buyer’s market. Right.
I also am having trouble balancing what’s important to me and what’s important to my husband in a house – and I don’t think that either one of us should have to compromise. He wants a garage, and a nice, level lot, and a location that doesn’t totally suck for his commute and I think he should have those things. I also want a kitchen and a bathroom that are workable for me. So far, it seems like one component out of those critical factors is always missing in every house we look at. So maybe I’m being unrealistic. But I don’t want to settle, either!
Patience has never been one of my virtues (surprise!), so I’m striving to just get into the fun of it (because it is a lot of fun), and not get bent out of shape that it’s not happening immediately, or exactly how I want it to go. Maybe it’s happening just exactly as it should. Our house will reveal itself in time.
But I swear, if I see one more room with wood paneling, I can’t be held accountable for my impending meltdown.