Fun fact: I bought the house without actually seeing it in person. You might be wondering why I would do such a crazy thing, and I often question it myself. In my defense I was on a very tight timeline to find a house. My son had been accepted to college, and I only had a couple of months to find a house, complete the inspection and move in. I needed to take advantage of the in-state tuition as soon as I could which required me to establish residency with the state for a year.
My son and I came in town for the inspection on a Friday. This was only my second time visiting. The realtor scheduled the inspection since being from out of state, I figured they would know someone who was best qualified.
When we got to the house the next day, I was second guessing myself considering I didn’t know anything about the city, the neighborhood and most importantly the house. Seeing everything for the first time in person was overwhelming. To add to the chaos, not only did the inspector arrive, but there was also a pest control specialist along with a drain specialist. These last two I had no idea they were coming.
Below are some pictures my son took while we walked around during the inspection.
This is the classic, yet rustic living room with a sneak peak of the “three” season front porch. The wood trim seen throughout the house is painted to look like wood grain. The real wood lies under many layers of paint which I didn’t notice until after moving in. Sigh.
Through the beautiful, curved passageway is the dining room.
The kitchen with state-of-the-art appliances and faux marble countertops.
The very lavish school bus yellow bathroom.
The front bedroom with the continuation of the school bus yellow paint.
The back bedroom with the vintage attic entrance.
The basement with the Frankenstein contraption connected to the dryer.
The backyard with some extra accoutrements.
Last but not least, a small glimpse inside the garage with a treasure trove of items.
Looking back at it now, there were many things I missed being overly optimistic about the house, wearing my very large rose-colored glasses. I am now left with the daunting task of fixing the pre-existing issues along with numerous surprises that have popped up along the way. The next time I buy a house; I will need to bring in the calvary to make sure I don’t buy another house that is a constant drain on my little money tree.