I promise, I am not freaking out. Really. Ok, I'm freaking out. We have been looking for a house since APRIL. Yes thats...six? Yes, SIX months ago! The process has been alternately fun and exasperating. Like, every house we saw had some thing wrong, that we couldn't live with and/or without. Like the one with the itty bitty yard which was practically on top of the neighbor's yard, or the one with the four acres of land that realistically would take way too much work and/or a herd of goats to maintain. There was the one with the awesome two car garage that was larger than the house what came with it. There was the one with the great layout and the six-lane Interstate in the back yard. We saw houses that smelled like raw sewage, houses with massive leaks in the bathroom, houses with sagging roofs and walls, and one that was advertised as a "partially finished, livable home."
We ended up putting an offer in on one that was overpriced, and it went into foreclosure while our contract was being considered. We attempted to see "short sales" and found that they were tied up for the third time in contractual knots, with no real attempts by anyone to untie them. We found a great house with a nice yard, and returned for a second look to find that pretty much all the electrical work would need replacing. We debated on the pros and cons of pool ownership, only to have the house bought from under our noses by decidedly more decisive people.
And then, last week, we found something. The price was right, the electrical system worked, the carpet could be pulled to reveal gorgeous hardwood. (Who? Would install aqua blue and pink carpet? Oh, right, the same person who would tile their bathrooms in baby blue or purple pastel with butterfly accents.)
So....we're buying a house!! And making a bazillion plans for improvements. I know this cannot possibly be done all at once, but it is completely overwhelming me. I could not sleep this morning. Again. Not only do we not have the raw materials to build with - the wood studs for the unfinished basement, the tile for the kitchen floor, the counter tops, the paint - we do not have the tools necessary for...anything. Like, I own a hammer, and a screwdriver, and a few wrench thingies. But paint brushes? Nail guns? Crowbars, shovels, hoes, roto-tillers, ladders, trowels, lawn mowers? I own none of these things!! I am freaking out. Ahh! I don't even own a shed to store such items!
OK, breathe. It will be OK. This morning's realization was the ladder. We need to clean the gutters and we have no ladder. I am trying to prioritize, and I can't figure out where this falls in the list. "And you want a deep freezer," says my crazy brain. Umm...I was working on the gutter thing! "And some fruit trees along the back would be nice..." Argh! I don't even know where the rear property line is! How much sunlight gets out there! What kind of slope the land is! When you are supposed to plant trees! What color the kichen should be painted!
Breathe. Just breathe.
Can someone please buy me a Home Depot for Christmas? I would really appreciate it. Oh, or even better? That Travis guy can come plant me some dang apple trees. And paint my kitchen. I am thinking a soft green. Anything but aqua.