Well.
I don't know what to say until we get the written report, but today we spent 4 hours with a wonderful home inspector and we went over this beautiful old house top to bottom.
And we may not buy it.
It needs a lot more work than we thought initially, and we didn't want to buy a project. There are things that look ok but are not. The seller should have done more to take care of her.
I'm feeling conflicted but realistic.
We brought Geoff with us because we wanted him to meet her. He had a really good time shadowing the home inspector and liked him a lot. It was kind of cute - he wore a really nice shirt instead of one of his metal band shirts... like he was dressing nice to go meet a sweetie. It made me want to go change into a blouse and nice pants. Like, how cute is he.
We showed him the attic and the basement and he said "they each have pros and cons," and we talked about "where do you see yourself."
He decided the basement was the best idea and I agree.
So long and the short of it, she has nice things. She'll look nicer with paint in each room freshened up. But she needs a lot more work than we anticipated.
What we can do is adjust our offer. I think, not knowing what stuff actually costs but talking to the home inspector and the realtor and knowing ballpark, 50k - 75k worth of work is needed.
Do we want to be those people?
I don't know.
It was a long long day. We left the house at 8:30 and then we were at the home inspection from 10-2. After we went to Hub City brewing, had some beers and food and talked.
Arnold, the home inspector had a real Gary vibe. He reminded us of my father in law, both Doug and I saw it and when I mentioned it Geoff said "oh my gosh yes!" I think that's why he spent so much time with him ... feeling the Gary vibe.
It made me really miss him. I wonder what he'd think of this house. Doug's mom likes it but noted that there isn't a first floor bedroom. Doug and I both told her we don't really need one, but, if somehow we did need one, the sunroom could be expanded and the 1/2 bath could be made a full bath. Very easily.
I have feelings about this house. Furniture is placed in my brain, but, I don't need her if she is going to cost me so much time and effort. I think, unless we could counter offer 320, with a mortgage that provided home improvement monies, and we took care of things. Maybe.
We may have to walk away from this one. Doug and I will need a deep discussion about it. We have 5 days.
After beer and food at the brewery, we headed home and Doug and I both napped. I was regretting the fact that I needed to get in the car instead of go sit in the backyard where the humidity has finally died down, and just chill and drink wine on the patio. But duty calls this week.
I am writing this from the same hotel in Richmond I stayed at a couple weeks ago. 20 bucks cheaper a night than anyone else, so yeah. Hard bed and weird wall art, and I'll just crash and sleep. I had some wine at the bar, and went through some helpdesk things and now I'm ready for bed.
And I hadn't noticed it before. It made me smile, because there are often many different Mezuzahs in life. When I get on a Southwest airlines plane, I touch my lips with my fingers and then tap the little heart next to the door as we board. That is a Mezuzah to me.
I remember being taught by a very elderly neighbor when I was growing up that this is a reminder of the covenant.
There's a scroll inside the little box, usually, and it is a reminder of your relationship to God and your ongoing connection to His blessings. You tap your lip, you kiss your fingers, you then touch the Mezuzah.
So it gave me pause today to see it. If this house was mine, I'd be touching it every time I walk out the front door, I'd kiss my fingertips and tap it. I do not know if there is a scroll in it, but it is there, and ready to be a daily reminder of God's blessing and covenant with us. I'd take a beat in my daily life and let God know that at all times and in all places that I'm aware of Him and his covenant between me and all people.
I was very happy to see it there. I do not know if the previous owners placed it there or the ones before them or the ones before them... but it would get a lot of traction and attention from me going forward.
Part of me was tempted to hit the treadmill upstairs but I'm just too tired. We'll let this day just be a day where I was happy to hit all 12 hours of steps, and tomorrow we have my cousin to care for. Let's go.
Alright the uncomfortable bed calls. Digits below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. no measured exercise. a lot of car time. 8500+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
7am: 134
5pm: 136
11:45pm: 117
food & meds:
7am: phentermine+jardiance
i don't think i ate anything before we left the house? I can't remember.
2pm: 8 buffalo wings; 2 beers
3:30: met+glip
7pm: turkey on 647 bread
10:30pm: met+glip; white wine
11:30: a couple handfuls of cashews
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