Today is the last day of my 31 days challenge (because I want to post about Halloween tomorrow), so I thought I’d wrap it up by asking a question to all of you- what’s your house love story? what made you know your house was “the one”? The first few months of home ownership can be so stressful, full of endless lists and projects, so take a minute to think about why you got into all of this in the first place.
Our current house is actually the third house we made an offer on. House #1 we had issues coming to a sale agreement, house #2 got caught up in a bidding war and I didn’t want to stretch our budget, and then there was this one. The night before I went to look at it was soon after we had lost house #2 and Matt and I had a serious talk about saving up for another year and then trying again, because we just weren’t finding much. The next morning my real estate agent called me and said there was a new short sale on the market and we should be the first ones to see it because it might go fast. Unfortunately Matt had work so I went without him.
The house was a filthy, cluttered, wallpapered hot mess. Seriously. Even the real estate agent gave me the side eye on it. But I just fell in love. It was home. Immediately. I can’t pinpoint exactly what made me fall in love, but I fell hard immediately when we walked in. I hadn’t even seen the bedrooms yet and I knew it was THE ONE.
No one else agreed with me- Matt was furious I bought such a filth house (he still brings it up), the real estate agent asked me if I was sure at least 3 times, my friend Beth went on a walk through with me and looked seriously concerned. I wouldn’t allow my parents to see it for the first week we lived there because it was that bad. But now- now she’s looking mighty fine and I always say even though I know we’re going to move, I wish we could just pick up this house and move it with us.
What’s your love story?