Apparently normal people leave school, get jobs, buy a car as their first big purchase and then eventually buy a house. I’m not normal. It’s a long time since I left school but apart from computers, this house is the first major purchase I’ve ever made.
Normal people have jobs, find a house for sale, apply for a mortgage, get the mortgage, settle on the house, get the keys and move in. I’m not normal.
Today I bought a house. My first house. Settlement was at 2:30.
I spoke to no one. No previous owner met me to show me how the sprinklers worked or where the hidden light switch was. No one even checked to see if the plumbing would hold up or if the building certificates were up to code.
I pulled up in the driveway after work and looked at MY house. I let myself in the door with the same keys I’d used to lock it this morning. I took a step and tripped over the same bag of stuff waiting to be stashed in the shedlet that I had tripped over on my way out the door this morning. I tried to see the couch in the sunroom, but the piles of my clothes I’d tossed on it over the weekend as I emptied a wardrobe obliterated it. There are boxes of xmas decorations piled on the dining table. Come to think of it, it kind of looks like I’m moving in. Or moving out. Actually, I’ve lived here since I was 9.
Hi, my name is Minuet, and I own a house (and I’m not normal).
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welcome to wordpress sweetheart……from one not normal to another xx
Loving it already..
Great intro to the blog. Very engaging and entertaining. Thanks for your comment on my blog. I look forward to reading about your renovation adventures.