Monday, March 25, 2013


Do you guys all remember when I first started house hunting, like... a year ago?

Did you notice that I recently stopped talking about house hunting because I was so beset with agony over our inability to find a new house?

Well, I did.

But I am pleased to announce that our offer on a great little reproduction colonial on the world's most perfect piece of land was accepted last Thursday!! (do you hear the cheering?)

It's a very funny story actually. Let me tell you all about it as I throw in some pictures...


 So there I was, last Monday... still wallowing in my own self pity over seeing yet another house that I loved, but that just wasn't right. The Mister and I had done some talking and decided that if we couldn't find a perfect single family house, maybe we would buy another multi-family - move in, and not rent it out until we moved out. We could also buy a "starter home" that required some fixing, do the fixing and then move out in a few years.

We had seen one multi-family house already, and to be honest with you - I was completely overwhelmed.  It needed a lot of cosmetic work, everywhere. I suppose that I have forgotten what its like to walk into a house that needs THAT MUCH work. Aside from which, the house was in a neighborhood that looked somewhat sketchy, and I had no interest in moving somewhere crappy.

So on Monday, I was searching the interwebs for a starter/fixer-uper in a town where I knew we could make a profit; places like Glastonbury, Hebron and Columbia.

eat-in kitchen
When what to my wandering eyes should appear? A perfectly good house (no reindeer).

I looked at the pictures of said perfectly good house. 2,600 sq. ft., a 3 car garage, 4.5 acres, 2.5 baths, 3 bedrooms, a beautiful deck, an outdoor kitchen (!), wood floors, stainless appliances, a second floor washer/dryer room, and best of all, a spectacular price.

"It can't be!" I thought to myself as I read the address.

12 Sadlon Road.

Hardy, har, har, Universe. You got me.... our perfect house about 200 yards from the in-laws, in a town that would provide a 45-minute commute for each of us. Without thinking much of it, I sent the link to the Mister. Both of us just kind of shrugged (I assume) and went about our day.

At home that night I said, "so, what did you think? Pretty funny huh, Sadlon Road..."


"Family Room"

"Family Room"

Dining Room
Me: Well what do you think? Should we look?
Him: I don't know.
Me: It could be terrible, you know.
Him: Yeah...
Me: Or it could be really convenient.
Him: Yeah...
Me: So, should we look or not?
Him: I don't know... (groan)

As helpful as his comments were, I really needed a bit more guidance. He called his Mom, I called mine. Both (unsurprisingly) thought it was a wonderful idea. After all, we'd be moving from 20 minutes away from each of them right down to 2 minutes away.

The next day, I asked our Realtor to make an appointment for us to see it on Friday. Then, a flurry of text messages between me and my mother-in-law and the Mister had us all in a panic that Friday night be too late. I tried to keep my cool, but definitely was feeling the pressure to move fast.

See how I went from luke-warm/shoulder-shrugging to incredibly possessive of a house I had never seen? While the Mr. was ready to make an offer on the spot without having seen the house (he did go in as a kid a few times) I couldn't agree to that, so our Realtor said she could do 9:00 a.m. on Wednesday morning.

TV room, "Living Room"

useless front door

stairs/hall that leads to dining room

upstairs looking down
I loved the yard like no other yard before. I mean sure, the house was great and had some really nice features, but I nearly died when I discovered the sink and outdoor pizza oven. Oh the peace and quiet we will have when we cook outside!

Oh the fun that my baby dogs will have as they run through our stream!

Yes, we have a stream!

second floor laundry

upstairs hall bathroom

Master bath, with master closet to the left

guest bedroom 1

guest bedroom 2

Master bedroom
So by 2:00 on Wednesday, we had put in our offer. Then we started to wait...

under the covered deck (off the kitchen)

looking out to our acreage

outdoor kitchen in stone, stream beyond (can't see it here)
Finally, an eternity later (by 11:00 on Thursday) we heard the good news, it will be ours! So let the packing begin!

PS - Quality movers and packers wanted, we pay in beer, cupcakes, cookies, pizza, you name it.

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