We did, we walked away. Don't look at a house in the dark. It was good though, this time we didn't even discuss it with each other. I just told our agent it wasn't gonna work.
For starters, on our way down the driveway (right behind the graveyard) a tree had fallen we could not remove. Our agent fell trying to help us move it. We had to all walk down the driveway. In the cold. In the wind. Sick. With 2 kids. One of them 3 months old. The view was nice. There were lots of cows. The house was more of a wreck than we wanted.
The barn had to go. The only cool thing about it was 2 white owls lived in it. Their pile of poop, not cool. It was nasty in there and we would have to pay to clean it out and destroy it.
The inside of the house needed repainting. The laundry room literally smelled like 1960. It had this cool color paint job but there was yellow dripping down the walls. It looked like the owners may have smoked for awhile but quit. The linoleum in the dining room and kitchen also had a yellow tint in spots. It had to go. The dining room showed 2 layers of different linoleum. The bathroom needed to be remodeled. The shower had some funky flooring that James wasn't sure could support a body and also didn't have a drain. The tub was tiny. The tile was falling apart. The house used to be oil heated but no longer was. All the parts were still there and they were black with age. The electric sockets in the bedrooms and bathroom were 2 prong. We were going to need to add grounding. There was also no trim anywhere. This showed serious age and in some places, possible rot. There were exposed wires. There was plaster used as paint. These seemingly minor things were adding up to possibly costing us $20,000. Ugh. We left. Walked back up the hill, over the log and went to look at another place.












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