In my heart, I longed for a mid century fixer upper. Or an early 1900's craftsman that needed to be restored to its full charming woodworking glory. So what did we buy? A vanilla house built in 1999 in a cul de sac.
So did we take the lame way out? Naah. Our abode with our cranberry door is pretty darn cute.
I'm ecstatic it is perfect for us and our growing family right now. And realistically we won't be there more than five or six years so we had to consider the short term investment plan. There was a larger home available with 2500 square feet but everything was just so spread out (perfect for teenagers!); I happen to enjoy the proximity of my family so this 1900 square footer will work out just dandy. Four bedroom, two and half bath. It backs up to protected forest land. Enter other generic description here.
What ultimately drove our decision in buying the home was the neighborhood, the safety (keeping in mind the hubs is gone on deployments for good chunks of time), and the fact we could put in just enough updates to freshen it up and make it our own without creeping into the territory of rebuilding things and "accidentally" hitting each other with two by fours. [Name that quote: "My shoulder doesn't hurt very much, but my face does. Right here. Not here or here so much. Right here."] We'll save the major renos and marriage tests for a longer term house down the road.
In the week since we have closed, all of the downstairs carpets and tired hardwoods were removed by the hubster and replaced with kid-friendly laminate that looks like hand-scraped hardwood. We painted three of the bedrooms, had the carpets cleaned, Landon tested the stairs (a few hundred times) and I think he is starting to devise blueprints to conquer the new baby gates he has never encountered before. What's left? New appliances and new countertops, but those can wait for months to come. Let's just move in first, shall we?
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