Three months of anything is a lot, but three months of trying to buy a house is overload. It's like a full time job in itself. There is the walk-through, the inspections, the scavenger list of things that the bank demands, in my case a whole other list of repairs that need to be completed (one day i will write about the funny, and ridiculous adventure that was), the endless amount of phone calls and emails between lawyers, bankers, appraisers, sellers and buyers... and on top of that- the MONEY, you need a lot of it.
In between there are dreams of pink vintage bathroom decor, grey and chartreuse dining rooms, tearing down walls to open up space, and refinishing old wooden stairs... that's what makes it worth the time and effort and emotional drain.
There is a laundry list of things that need doing... a new boiler, new flooring, a new fridge, a new window, and framing, drywalling and finishing 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, and a laundry room... oh yea, and paint, paint, paint.
We are now only three days away from our closing, and it feels unreal. After so many set backs (mortgage mandated home repairs, sellers with cold feet zero brains but good intentions, banks that move in slow motion) it appears we may actually be on the verge of owning this 160 year old brick fixer-upper. When you think about it like that, it almost sounds like a bad idea... hopefully all these setbacks weren't omens to run away. I firmly believe that after lots of hard work and a good deal of money, this will be our dream house; or in the very least, a home we can build a family in... and a pink vintage bathroom.
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