One of the new constructions, I fell in love with. It was listed initially at 350K and the price is now 189K due to the fabulous market the country is in. Quite a bargin, except for the fact that it's a townhome and Steven's really wanting a home with a yard for Max and possibly another dog some day. Max probably does need a playmate. I guess I don't think about Max as much when deciding on a home for myself. I know a dog and owner will adapt to whatever type of living situation they're put in. When you live in an apartment, condo or townhome, you learn to walk your dog more, take them to the park and doggie day care on a consistant basis. Sure, when you have a yard you can let them run around and take care of all the exercise themselves.
I don't know. I'm not in the mood to buy a place and turn around in 3-5 years to sell it for a profit and then do this whole process of house hunting all over again. I'd rather be terrorized by a scary clown and we know how much I love clowns. The thoughts of putting so much time and effort into remodeling and upgrading over the years only to sell it doesn't appeal to me either. I'm too old for this shit. Many people love this sort of thing, but I hate it with a passion. It causes tiny panic attacks, frustration and way too much analyzing and thinking on my part. It's tiring.
It's such a huge decision and it scares me to death.
6 comments:
First of all, take a deeeep cleansing breath. Now breathe out. Try to think of house-hunting as a weekend hobby with no timelines. Neither one of you are having to re-locate for any reason so there's no pressure. Just keep wandering through these places until one of them goes "Ding!" for both of you. If John the friendly realtor gets un-friendly because of your slow pace and indecision, then find a friendlier realtor. Happy Hunting! Love, Olivia
I thought you were loft hunting; now it's a house with a yard? Who's going to mow? I know it won't be Steven; that was always a huge battle in his younger days. Maybe you're feeling like a panic attack because ya'll don't really know what you want. Slow down, take it easy. There's no rush.
Love, Liz
I WILL call you. I just went through the same think. Listen to the comments and take A BREATH!!!
Awww. I love house hunting (lucky for me considering our life) and it kills me that it is stressing you.
Something will hit you. It will. You'll walk into a place and think, "I want to live here!" It will happen. Trust me.
Who says you have to turn around and sell it in 3-5 yrs for a profit? I bought my house 18 yrs ago. This is the longest I've ever lived anyplace and its home. I kinda feel like Big Edie Bouvier Beale about Grey Gardens, "The only way I'm leaving is feet first".
I'm with you. First, it's just best for me not to go house hunting. Or even house LOOKING for that matter. Our dreams are big, but we just don't have the $. And then I get all bitchy and weirdly jealous that I don't have more square footage, or a nicer kitchen, or a family room, etc. etc. I hate when I get like that. So I stopped looking at houses a long time ago.
I've been in my house for 17 years, and I'll probably be in it when the eventual grandkids come visiting. I'm way past the thought that I'm in a "stepping stone" house and that I'll get something "better" down the line. I guess I've just always been content to have a home to begin with that the thought of leaving it never occurs to me anymore.
Don't worry..just like everyone says; that ONE house will "click" for you both, and you'll know. Good luck!
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