*Update: This house just sold. Would it be creepy to ask the new owner if I could hangout on the porch?
Remember my oh, so patient real estate agent, Steve Fox?
Well, I am testing his patience...again.
Here is my dream house checklist that Steve has been charged to find for my family:
-Center hall, open staircase
-Back staircase to the kitchen
-Big windows and lots of them
-Vintage charm (original chandeliers, glass doorknobs, etc)
Last week, Steve showed me a home that had every single thing on that list. (See listing here)
I brought a friend/neighbor along to confirm that yes, indeed, this was a fan-freaking-tastic house. She texted our friends "Kerry (finally) found a house that she loves! Get.here.now!"
At every turn, I shouted "SHUT UP! SHUT UP RIGHT NOW!"
I showed my husband, my kids, my mom, my dad, my friends and I even raved about it to a few folks that were passing by during my 83rd visit.
|I used my phone to snap this shot of my dream entryway.|
After 24 hours of mentally arranging my furniture in this house, I had an epiphany.
In order to buy this house...I would have to leave our current home. I would have to leave our neighborhood.
That night, our kiddos were romping around our neighborhood, gathering kids for "Ghost in the Graveyard." I stood in the street, yukking it up with neighbors.
Could I give this up?
-I remembered writing "It Ain't The House."
-I remembered our lemonade stands.
-I remembered my neighbor, Donna, showing up with a shopvac when our basement flooded.
-I remembered that while my friend and I were touring this house, our kiddos were running back and forth between our houses.
-I remembered my neighbor, Becky, taking care of my babies while I rushed my son to the ER for stitches.
-I remembered my neighbor, Chris, leaving cookies on my doorstep.
-I remembered our block parties.
-I remembered bringing our babies home.
To my own shock, I texted our agent that it was a no-go. The one thing that I forgot to add to the dream house list? It has to be in a 6 block radius of where we currently live.
Super Agent Steve may or may not be taking my calls. He may or may not have my face on a dartboard.
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