About halfway through
my pregnancy with Finn, we suddenly realized that our house was too
small. Well, actually, we'd known that for a long time, but we had made
our small space work pretty well for us. We had about 1,200 square
feet with one real bedroom and a loft that was perfect for our three
little boys. We did a lot of renovating in that little house (much of
which STILL isn't finished...) and we never felt like we could put it on
the market without fixing some things we didn't have time to fix, so we
just stayed there. We knew we needed more room, eventually, but it
wasn't until we were preparing for the arrival of a fourth child that it
really sank in.
So,
one cold night towards the end of January, Kevin called me into his
study (which was actually more like a glorified closet) points to his
computer screen and says "I want this house."
I laughed and waddled my pregnant self over to see what he was talking about.
"There's a fireplace in the master bedroom. I want this house." he said again.
You'd think after 10+ years of marriage, moments like this wouldn't surprise me, but they still do.
"I
didn't know we were in the market for a house" I said jokingly as I
took a closer look. The house was nice, built in 1920 and in a nearby
neighborhood that we always admired as we strolled by on evening walks.
And it was HUGE. 5,200 square feet to be exact. It had almost all of
our non-negotiables: a garage and shed for Kevin, old house character
for me, a big yard for the kids, fireplaces (3 to be exact), more than
one bathroom (5, actually). It even had some bonus things like a great
big walk in closet and a huge master bedroom that you wouldn't expect in
an old home. And the price was very reasonable.
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(All pictures are from the original MLS listing) |
"I'm going to go look at it tomorrow" Kevin told me.
So
he did, and then we all went to look at it a few days later when they
had an open house. And then we put an offer in on it that was
immediately accepted. Voila! Well, that was easy, right?
Wrong.
Everything was done on our end and on the seller's end, but now the bank
had to appraise the house...which took FOUR months. No joke. We were
sitting in packed boxes at our old house waiting and waiting and
waiting. We brought Finn home to a house full of boxes and we were
STILL waiting. My maternity leave ended and we were STILL WAITING. The
bank ended up doing 3 separate appraisals and the day after the third one we
finally got the go ahead to close.
Part
of the problem was that the house had been used for many years as a
daycare, and the back bonus room and basement bonus room below it
were just weird...as were their adjoining bathrooms with two mini
toilets and two mini sinks each. That's right, folks, this house had a
total of SEVEN toilets in it. We went from one...to SEVEN.
The rest of the house was fairly normal. There was a nice sitting room/sunroom just off the main entrance...
Which led to this dining room with eight foot pocket doors and an AMAZING built in with original craftsman woodwork.
That
little door on the right side of the dining room led into a strange
passage which led into the (sad, dated, gloomy) kitchen. I may or may
not have had a panic attack one night thinking about this kitchen...
Do
you see that brownish "trim" near the ceiling? That was actually brown
plexiglass with florescent lighting behind it. And then there was this
little railing on top of the cabinets at the far end of the room with
fake grapevines sticking out of ancient floral foam...this is the stuff
nightmares are made of, people.
Then
there was this vast empty, purposeless room with more fluorescent
lights. It led into the daycare/bonus room on one side and the garage
and living room on the other...
Here's the living room. More beautiful woodwork, built-ins and a fireplace. Also, notice the LOVELY fluorescent lighting.
This
completed a big loop back to the front door, foyer, and the staircase
leading to the second floor. That was when the carpet started...most of
it TEAL.
Upstairs there were a total of four bedrooms...however the MLS listing only had pictures of three of them.
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The Guest Room |
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The "Gym Room" |
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Guest Bath |
And then there was the master bedroom. This was the PINKEST master bedroom you've ever seen. Pink
wallpaper. Pink carpet. Pink tile. Pink rug. Pink blinds. Pink
bedspread. But, oh, look at that fireplace.
But
the pink was quickly forgotten because it was outdone by the most
hideous green wallpaper I've ever seen in the master bath. And it was
ON THE CEILING! Also, the only washer and dryer in the house was
located upstairs in the master bath.
BUT there was a walk in closet...a big one, and it was the size of our bedroom at our old house.
We
saved all the money we could to start the many renovations we had in
mind, and promptly had to spend it ALL on three fairly major plumbing
leaks, two of which involved the only working showers, relocating the
washer and dryer to the empty room off the kitchen and putting a full
bath into the "daycare bathroom" on the main level so we would have a
working shower/bathtub. We also put in a privacy fence to close off the backyard so we could
trap contain our littles, and painted the mauve-ish house exterior a light greenish gray.
The
third plumbing leak was in the kitchen. The sink had a leak that just
POURED water onto the counter anytime the faucet was on and, judging
from the damage to the cabinets and floors it had been there for a LONG
time. Kevin had to rip out everything down to the floor joists...and
while he was at it he gutted the kitchen and knocked out two walls. But
that's a long story for another post.
We really
didn't get to complete any of the fun renovations we had planned, and
now, two years later, we are still making very slow progress on a lot of
areas in our home. But it's worth it to have so much room for our
family and we really love our new (old) house.
I'll be posting before and afters of what we have done, and (hopefully) some new work-in-progress posts as well :)