Nov 20 2006

Aarrrgghhh!!!! THE TORTURE!!!

John and I went house hunting on Saturday. We saw the inside of the house we already liked so much.

Let’s just say that now I want to cry every time I think about how much money we DON’T make.

It’s far from a perfect house. It has ugly, utility-type carpet in the bedrooms, the owners have been letting their dog poop in the garage (poor animal), the backyard is a freakin’ MESS, the bathrooms are small. But you know how I know that I love this house? I DON’T CARE ABOUT ANY OF IT. Not one of the issues that it has bugs me a bit, even though I KNOW it would in other houses.

This house has so much potential. The backyard, despite being a shambles, is HUGE and could be so much. John was dreaming of a basketball court in the lower half and I was dreaming of a gazebo. We could (eventually) have both and the yard would still not seem crowded.

The kitchen is beautiful. They just renovated it and did a really nice job.

The master bedroom and bath are small, but I can already see pushing out the wall and making a gorgeous master suite complete with jacuzzi tub (droooool).

I can see us teaching Cole to ride a bike on the street (it’s a very quiet neighborhood) and decorating for Halloween. We’ll have barbeques in the backyard.

I can just see us being a family there. Not that would we wouldn’t be anywhere else, but… you know what I mean.

And it hurts so much to think that some other family will be living there because there’s so little chance that we can afford it.

Damn you, tiny paycheck. DAMN YOU!!!

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