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Today I’m not so calm. I have a few reasons to be a nervous wreck, but today I’ll tell you about one reason in particular. I’m offering on a house and they’re counter offering and I’m about to offer another lower price than I think the seller will take.
A little known fact, my dad is an experienced trader. He makes most of his money trading things. Horses. Cattle. Trucks. Trailers. Everything he can get his hands on he’ll trade and make a profit. I know I should trust him with the bidding on my future home but it makes me nervous.
I think I’ve mentioned that I’m in the market for a house. A place to buy and paint and call my own. To date I’ve looked at something between 30 and 40 houses. That’s a lot of bad paint jobs. Now that I’ve looked at that many I’ve narrowed it down to five and then four.
Of the final four my favorite is the one my parents, who are giving me the down payment, hate the most. It’s a lovely lake front property that has never before flooded, has an open floor plan and I can see myself living happily in. The area is nice and the kind of place I can see myself taking a nice walk in. The view out of the back of the house is great. I really like this one, but if I go with it and there’s even one problem I will never hear the end of, “I told you so…”
The next is a 1950’s house. It’s kind of a gem of a property, with a half acre of land, beautiful hardwood floors under hideous shag carpet and beautiful trees. The downside is that the property needs some work. The roof needs repairs and we don’t know the condition of the foundation. One of the things that speaks highly in it’s favor is that one of the neighbors is the police department. Super safe area, but it’s the area a stone’s throw away that make me cautious about the area’s future development.
The next house is very different from those before. It’s a newer home, lovely brick exterior, nice trees and a practically new kitchen, flooring and large rooms. The area isn’t that bad, but it is barely south of the area I live in now and I specifically wanted to move away from it. I do have lovely images in my mind of how I would organize things and live in it.
The next house is the most expensive and the one I feel the least connected to. It’s a very oddly laid out house, but that’s part of it’s appeal. Except for one room, the house is completely tile floored. The appliances are all new and come with a two year warranty. It is a bank property so we know nothing about the state of the foundation or what else has been done to it. The biggest strike in it’s favor for me is the location of the W/D and how it makes the dining area miniscule.
All four properties have great attributes. Now I just need to pick one. *bites nails*
Furniture is expensive!
In the process of looking for houses I’ve earmarked things that are important to me. Namely I judge a house on three things:
- the size of the closet
- counter space in the master bathroom
- space alotted for a dining table
Back when I moved out on my own I had a nice four person pub set and I would regularly invite a few friends over, cook for them and have enjoyable evenings spent eating and talking and playing cards or a game or watching a movie. It was nice. When I moved I gave up dining space in favor of security. At the time it was the right move to make.
Now that I’m moving out on my own, I want to make a move to go back to eating nice meals with my friends. So to get an idea of how much room I need to host a dinner party I’ve been looking at furniture. And holy cow, it’s expensive! Even for something simple, which is ideally what I want, a set can run you up to $700 easy.
Craigslist has become one of my favorite things. I have yet to find something that fits what I want and need, but I’m hopeful that I’ll find something great that works as is, or is something I can paint and finish myself.
Any tips on finding or buying furniture?
I already want to be done with the house shopping. It’s exhausting. But more than that, I very much want to be out of my apartment soon. When I moved into the complex I live in there hadn’t been any arrests on the premesis, there was security, and a gate. Today none of that is true. On my way out this morning I passed a guy from the building across the parking lot being arrested. I want out of this apartment and since the plan is to get a house – I want to get a house, now.
I’ve picked one out. I love it. My parents hate it. No, they won’t be living there but they are giving me the downpayment for the house and taking care of closing costs so their oppinion does matter. So we’re looking again. To date we’ve looked at around 20 houses and have about 15 more ear marked to look at.
While looking I’ve been shocked at how trashed many of the houses are. Funny odors, carpet I’m scared to walk on, walls I won’t dare touch and unknown stuff smeared on walls or the ceiling. Some of the houses I’ve wondered if I would leave alive. And then there are others that are very nice. Those are usually out of my price range and priced below what they’re worth, which is still a little more than I can afford.
The issue I’m having is my parents think I can get something that is in good repair, nice quality and acceptable location for about $70,000 – because that’s what my grandmother got about four or five years ago. They refuse to understand that the market where my grandmother moved is different. That I’m looking at houses that are newer and the economy has changed.
Last night my mother went shopping with us. I’m not sure if she grasped what it is we’re looking at or if she understood it all better. Here’s hoping she did, because we have 11 houses to look at tonight and the idea exhausts me.
House shopping sucks.
I’ve been living in an apartment since I moved out on my own. It’s been alright. I’ve lived in the same apartment for two years without the rent being raised. I opted for a smaller place with more security after Some Incidents at the previous complex. I’ve had a gated complex and security… Until a year ago. The security went away and then a few months later the gates never closed. Maybe if I lived at the back of the complex or on a second floor apartment it wouldn’t matter but I live on the ground level by the gates. It’s worrisome. I’ve seen people walking around behind my building which runs parallel to the fence. The only reason you need to go back there is to fix A/C units or cause trouble. These people weren’t part of maintenance.
So after discussing it with my parents we decided that I should look into buying a house. My realtor is someone I’ve known for ages, my lender is best friends with my dad, so I’m getting a pretty sweet deal.
I’m still freaked out about how much money a house would cost per month. Every time I talk to someone new there’s something else you have to pay for monthly that I didn’t know about and the price keeps going up.
Today we looked at five houses. The first is the one I keep going back to. I love the pictures. It’s a 1950’s house with wood floors and a quirky kitchen with a bricked in garage that would make an awesome library and lounge. The next two we looked at were $90,000 dumps. While I could see the houses being nice – someday – they didn’t speak to me and spending that much money on something that needed work? No thanks. The next two we looked at were nice. One was very modern, move in ready, but so squished up next to the neighbors that it was like a glorified apartment. The last one was alright, but the layout was funky.
The 1950’s house is on the upper end of what I want to pay, won’t lie, but I would love to live there.
Later this week we’re going to go look some more. The plan is to hit the pavement hard and look and look and figure out what I want and go for it. So here’s hoping that I have a home decision made by the end of July.