We found it!
We picked a home.
There is a funny story about this house. When we first relocated to the sticks [I have to stop calling it that because hi Skippy! You live here now] Wallene was still in school up North. I spent a lot of hours just cruising various neighborhoods, by myself, trying to decide the best one for our family. Basically I tooled around in Ozcarz until I saw "For Sale" signs and then if I liked the neighborhood and the house I would research it online.
When I saw this home was for sale I stopped the car in the middle of the street and just stared. The neighborhood is gorgeous. Very established, with the homes being built in the early 1980s. The lots are huge and all the neighbors take really good care of their property. It is so quiet and full of trees. If you walk to the end of the very long, dead end street you can see the mountains. It really was THE neighborhood I wanted us to live in because it reminded me of exactly the neighborhoods my husband and I grew up in.
I called Steven [still sitting in the middle of the street mind you] and told him I had found our home.
Except? When I got home and looked it up online I was heartbroken because not only was it quite a bit more money than we were willing to pay for a home, it was already under contract. Sigh.
Flash forward to last Friday night and what do you think should appear back online, not under contract anymore and at a price we were willing to pay? Ding-ding-ding! I couldn't believe it. Poor Steven thought I was going to hyperventilate I got so excited. I couldn't sleep that night thinking someone was going to snatch up my house.
Yes, my house.
We were able to view it last night. I know! Three days? No other house was going to work [for me anyway, hee] but we still kept the blue house as a back up. The realtor had been too busy to show this home to anyone so I slept a little bit better knowing it was safe for the weekend.
After seeing it we all knew this was the home for us.
Look! Built ins. YAY!
Living RoomIt is 4 bedroom, 2 bath on 3 levels. The beauty of it is the Master Bedroom, bath, kitchen and [as soon as we move them to the kitchen closet where there are already hook ups] the washer and dryer are all on the main level. ::skippyhappydanceagain:: The girls bedrooms and bath are upstairs. They have the whole floor to themselves. With huge closets too. The basement is finished in a fashion that only the year 1982 could have pulled off. Paneling, a lot of paneling, with berber carpeting and a massive built in bar. There is even a workshop in the back for all of my husband's tools. I thought Steven was going to bust from grinning over that level. Oh, and the rest of the house is all hardwood. And, and? Our bathroom is done in blue porcelain with blue tiles up the wall bordered by more black tiles. I LOVE the 80's. ::giggle:: Wallene had seen the bathroom before me and she said "Um, Mom? I don't think you are going to like this." Then Steven stepped in and laughing, said, "Oh, you don't know your Momma then." He knew and I knew when I saw it I would fall in love. I did. A blue bathroom. Now tell me gang, how neat is that? Besides which, all my towels already match. ::grin::
See? SEE? And if you think this is the ugliest bathroom ever, please don't ruin it for me. hee
OMGosh. I almost forgot. That 4th bedroom that is also on the main level? Is going to be my craft room with a bed for guests. Look at the shelving:
When you go looking for a house don't you write a few lists like ones entitled "Must Haves", "Would be Nice" and "Hell-to-the-noes-absolutely-not"? I know we did. With the exception of no garage this house checked every item on all our lists. And then some. I just cannot believe it. [To be fair Steven only really wanted a garage to keep all of his stuff in - tools, golf clubs, etc. That was solved with the basement. ::grin::]
Just when we thought we were going to have to settle on something that was just "okay" we were graced with just what we needed. That this home is also exactly what and where we wanted just makes it that much sweeter.
The paperwork gets dropped off tonight and we will know by Thursday if it is ours. There doesn't appear to be another interested party. As our realtor said "I WILL make this happen for you."
From her lips to [God's] the owner's ears.
Hope you have a great Tuesday gang. Smile loudly. LIFE IS A GIFT.
See ya' on the flipside. xo Janine