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I’ve been looking for a new house for more than four months now. I know what I want. I want a larger lot, a smaller house, a pool, good floors and a walking neighborhood. I want to spend almost exactly as much as we sell this house for.

What I have is a bigger home. I have five bedrooms, four full bathrooms and vaulted ceilings. We need none of it. We thought we needed a playroom, we thought we needed a formal dining room, we thought we needed a toilet for every ass, but the reality is that the kids are bigger now and they spend less time indoors with every passing day.

Every time I find a house I like Mr G thinks it’s too small. The houses he likes are too big for my taste. We are both unwilling to stretch our budget there is no need to go into debt.

Last night while we were busy not touching strangers I put it all out there for Mr G. I explained to him that I wanted to pick a window of time where we’d continue our hunt and if we didn’t find something inside of say 15 to 20 weeks we’d go ahead and refinance the house we’re in down to a 15 year loan, put some nice hardwood floors in downstairs and decide that this is the house we’re going to die in. The other option is to expand our search and¬†possibly¬†buy a house that needs a remodel. I told Mr G that this was not the best option and that I had limited energy for a remodel and that I would not buy anything with two stories because of my RA and…

His eyes lit up and he said, “Let’s do that.”

I know the look, and I know we’ll be buying a dump and making it ours, because there’s nothing Mr G loves more than new construction.

I. Am. Fucked.


6 thoughts on “Moving”

  1. Don’t move too far away, though. I need to be close enough to where I can harass you and go to the gym. Priorities, my dear.

  2. My husband and I never got along better than when we were house hunting! Too bad we never bought anything, lol. Then he joined the Army and I was glad there was no mortgage over our heads!

    Once he’s hit his 10 yr mark, we’ll start house hunting in our hometown-ish area (it’s a decently sized area, we can pick rural, city, or suburb all for about the same price – and still be no more than 30 minutes from the beach)…buy a house and rent it out until he retires. :)

  3. Maybe it will be fun! Maybe you can do the fun part (develop the vision) and Mr G will coordinate the rest? :)

    We are currently house hunting, for our first home. We have no debt right now and plan to put down 20%–wouldn’t feel right to me otherwise. Seattle isn’t a bargain but it’s slightly better than recent years.

  4. Something about knowing someone else is in the same predicament always makes me feel better. I want a better driveway (READ: less area to plow), flatter lot, same sq ft, and a street where the kids can ride their bikes. However, I will not pack a box, we are broken by corporate relo’s. Are we really going to throw down a Honda Accord sized amount of cash to close on a new house and schlep our stuff over to a new culdesac when we will only be in Jersey another few years? But, how much longer should a housewife have to wait for a steam shower and 12 burner Wolf range??

  5. I’m obsessed with purchasing a mid-century modern. That would mean selling my “traditional colonial”, packing an enormous amount of crap, losing some of my substantial down payment, and telling my Uncle we are moving the trains. In short, it’ll never happen. But, I can dream of wood floors, wide open spaces, and windows from floor to ceiling on all sides. Sigh.

  6. Ugh. I bought a complete remodel and the upside is everything I did to it is of my own design. The downside is that after five years, it’s still not finished. But, a look is a look. Godspeed, my friend.

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