I found a house for sale on the MLS. Why on earth was I even looking? Well, I'll be honest. As much as I love the school that Noah goes to, I can't stand the drive up there every day! It takes up an hour and 45 minutes of my day, every day, it's smack in the middle of the day which breaks it up in a weird way, if Lilah has napped a little before the drive then she screams in the car, if not then she sleeps, which is great, but then it always seems to affect her later in the day, etc. There just doesn't seem to be a happy medium to it all, and I also can't help but think about how much time I'm spending in the car when I could be doing so many other things I'd rather do or need to do.
So, the house. Yes. I found a 3000+ sq ft house on 8.5+ acres with woods and a pond! The pictures of the house didn't seem great, but cosmetics are easily fixed. But oh! The woods! The pond! The land! The PRICE!!! Seriously - all of this for quite a bit less than we paid for this house.
Just like as old adage goes, "if it sounds to good to be true, it probably is", this was the same way. I drove up to it and checked it out with the kids and was excited and disappointed all in one. I loved the land. Loved the woods. Absolutey loved the privacy and how peaceful it was (until we heard the neighbor's donkey bray....that was, um, interesting....and loud....and annoying!). I even really liked the pond (but also knew Derrick would be disappointed at the size).
But wow. There were sooooo many things wrong with the house. And it was in really poor condition. But let's start with the obvious....windows.
Right off the bat you can see some of my concern....why on earth is half of the house buried in soil?