Recently in the house Category
In less then 4 hours the House of Love III will no longer be mine.
In less than 6 hours the House of Love IV will be mine and I'll take possession.
Funny how things work like that. And... all in less than a month!
This'll probably be the last post on any blog for day or so. The broadband will get shut off and transfered later today but there's entirely too much to do in the next 48 hours to both with trying to get the wireless router and all operational.
Plus, I'll be losing the use of my desktop PC, until I get the new N-Router and make this PC wireless for the new house. All the real work gets done on the desktop while all the low quality aimless blogging occurs on my laptop while I'm laying in bed or some shit.
Anyway, the house is a disaster.
Total chaos in pretty much every room with no room totally empty.
I don't know if I have to thank Set, Boreas, Rudra, or even that asshole Thor but the damn rain has finally stopped. It seems to have rained sometime last night too!
The truck barely looks packed even. As soon as I'm done with this post it'll be back to work until closing time.
It is finally hitting me that I am leaving the house that I've sank so much of my effort into.
It isn't a bad feeling since I know that the new neighborhood will hopefully eliminate all of my problems (vandalism, noise, trash, OSU game day, noise, retarded 20-somethings, roving bands of aimless vermin teens, trash, noise, etc.) but there is something very melancholy about it all.
No matter how much things change, this will have been my first house. And I'll never forget it.
I'll never forget the year of work on the basement, the dinners, the Labor Day cookouts, and pierogi day here. And hopefully 3 out of 4 of those will continue at the HOL4.
But you know what I think I'll miss most of all?
Something that greets me everytime I go and let the Hoont outside.
Yup! The tree limb that looks like a huge flaccid dong hanging high above my yard!
I think it is a cosmic marker that a total dick lives below!
Or maybe I'm just reading into that.
At this very moment, if a large dumpster were placed under on of the windows of the Attic, I'm fairly certain you'd see hundreds and hundreds of toys go flying into the trash.
My god this shit takes up entirely too much space in my life!
I've got nothing to say right now other than trying to pack a moving truck in a f'n rainstorm is one of the most miserable things I've ever done in my life.
I fear things will only get worse before they get better.
I'm trying to bring everything I shoved back into the attic closets out and throw stuff out and pack the rest.
When I started binning up all the robot crackage I kind of just threw everything into the closets and then Giga made those cheap
sheets curtains to hide it all.
Thankfully the toys are all packed. That'd be drama I wouldn't want to add to everything else.
Giga's done an immense job packing up the kitchen and all the glass shit. We have boxes upon boxes of it stacked in the dining room.
Thankfully most of the basement, with the exception of the tools, is more or less packed up
I'm just going to flip my cheap ass crate wall that I use in the attic and move those as-is too.
The more I pack, the more I realize I'm going to miss this house.
I'm pretty sure The Hoont knows somethings afoot other than his bad-ass self. There's so much shit everywhere packed up in this or that corner.
So it was a rough day again but I'm in contract on the House of Love IV!!!
And yes, it is definitely a House of Love as opposed to the other one.
There was definitely a reason why I couldn't give it that name, or any other, and when it comes down to it everything about the house was just wrong and would have cost so much money to have fixed yet never have been worth it.
Now I did have to up my offer even more. But I'm just not in a position right now to lose out on this one.
Sure something may come up in the inspection but quite frankly, this one feels good.
It feels solid.
It makes me happy inside.
And even though it will take a few years and some decent scratch to redo the bathrooms and the kitchen, I know that every day when I walk out onto my deck, and down onto my brick patio under the 3 magnolias, and out to my car parked in my garage, and down my street of nicely maintained homes, every dollar spent now will have been worth it.
And believe me, I'm not kidding myself that this is worth it. I'm going to totally feel it in the pocket book for a good 2-3 years at least.
But there really isn't anything that can give one piece of mind like this anymore.
It was so long in coming.
Here's hoping that all goes well with the final aspects of the sale of the House of Love III tomorrow and the purchase and acquisition of the House of Love IV over the next 2 weeks!
So the original house has issues. Major issues.
Of course, if you've ever owned a house or went out looking you know that initial appearances can be quite off.
Suffice to say that the inspection is the best money you can spend to help you make your decision about a property.
The house would need major money put into it to bring it to even remotely the price that they were asking, and then it probably still would not be satisfactory.
Now this morning I put an offer in on another place (pic above) that totally meets our needs and has a solid garage and from all appearances a solid new roof.
It is sans 1 bedroom but the other 3 are also larger.
I've had to make the same offer on this one that I did on the other since that's pretty much my maximum.
I'm so hoping they accept.
Tomorrow's the appraisal at the House of Love and we have to find a place that meets our needs.
I definitely think the new one will.
And then some!
I've decided that the problems with the house are just too great to deal with.
Collapsing garage, roof problems, structural problems, the list truly goes on and on.
And while it looks ok on the outside, it lacks any sense of soul or charm and has nothing remotely quirky about it.
The cost to repair the work is just too great and not worth it.
So that's the good news.
Want the gooder news???
Well the house inspection turned up some major issues that I want the seller to fix.
I don't know if they will or not, but if I walk away they'll legally have to declare the basement wall structural issues as well as that the roof leaks and has broken rafters and that the garage should be totally written off. (The garage might survive a few years still but the walls are severely bowing and have pulled away from the foundation in some places.) Are they willing to lose a potential sale over a matter of $2500?
Honestly, if I'd offered full price in the first place I'd probably be asking for a whole lot more!
We'll see what happens over the next few days.
Oh. And I got an email today.
Number 2000 is on the way!!!
What's funny is that with the new house I'll immediately need to reduce that to around 500 or less.
There won't be a 3000 anytime in the future. That's a definite!
It was a nice evening actually.
There was me, Giga, the buyer, her Hungarian fiance, a minister/something guy, and our two realtors.
I was the photographer, but I didn't use my camera so I don't have any people photos to show you.
Plus, it wouldn't really have been appropriate.
There was champagne, and I even pulled out my grandmother's wedding crystal for the bride and groom to use.
I learned a bit about the buyers.
She's a teacher that recently got a permanent position at the University. They met in Hungary. This is her first house. They looked at houses all summer and found nothing they liked until they opened the front door of the House of Love and immediately fell in love with it.
They love the stairwell. They loving the dining room. They love the living room. They love the kitchen. They love the way the bedrooms come together at the center of the stairs. They love the Attic of Love. They especially love the Hoont.
I didn't bother to ask if they liked the *cough* lovely *cough* bathroom.
The irony of it all is that it somewhat mirrors my own experience in finding the house after looking at 49 places in 2003 and then only going on the last run with my realtor to tell her I was totally over looking at houses. They had been looking for months and this was pretty much the last one before they were going to throw in the towel.
But all in all, it was nice, and it was special for them in a city where they don't really know anyone at all and are buying their first house together.