Monday, November 2, 2009

Dreaming big

We are house hunting and it is kind of exciting and also kind of stressful, and a little disappointing sometimes.  Saturday I looked at one house in a decent neighborhood.  They were asking what I pay now, but it's been on the market for a while so I figured if it was a little dumpy I could offer 1/2 and see.  It was too much of a dump to even offer 1/2!  I wish I had brought my camera - well I did but I left the stinkin card in my computer.  Anyway, it smelled awful and had birds.
My agent took me to another that just came on the market in a great neighborhood for 9k less than I pay on now.  Here are a few pics:

I don't think I'm going to find something better than that one.  What a difference from the first one I saw.  So, I was disappointed after walking the bird infested house, then I was excited to see the 2/3 acre w 1630sf house, and finally disappointed when I had to tell my realtor that this was aiming too high.  I want to take advantage of the market and get a 30k house, not a house that will run me what I'm already paying.  Then I got to thinking - I could do it.  I would be able to raise my children there.  I could let them loose in the back yard and only worry about them hurting themselves!  Now I'm stressed because I am actually considering buying this house.  I am getting assistance from the owners of the co I work for, so they have to move on it before someone else, but they said they'd look at it today.  I figure I have maybe a 10% chance of getting in to this house.  My boss will likely throw in a low offer and lose it, if he takes the time to bid at all.

I spent most of the night in a half awake state thinking about nothing but this stupid house. It's really annoying because it's not time to think about getting a riding mower, snow blower, taxes, heating cost, carpet, paint, raking all those frickin leaves, closing costs, fitting in w the upper middle class, commuting to work, daycare, where to put a hot tub, who gets which room... I could go on.  You will be seeing me write more about my house hunting woes.  It's plaguing me and I gotta vomit it out somewhere so I can relax.

It's pretty, isn't it?

Update: back to the drawing board.  2 offers in already and my boss won't jump on it.  Back to disappointed.  Really disappointed.  I don't know how to not get geeked up sometimes.  I suppose if it happens enough I'll stop etting excited.  


I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll. said...

It is pretty, but a 40K house with 1630 square feet and a much smaller yard would be more affordable, and easier to manage as far as the yard goes.

I REALLY love the yard, though.

We wouldn't really need to worry about fitting in with the upper middle class folks. Let's face it... we are intelligent, erudite people with marketable skills. We are responsible adults.

Damn it.

Cindy-Lou said...

Yeah, what he said!
I'm sorry it didn't work out. I'll cross my fingers for you for the next one!