We knew it was in foreclosure, but we had no idea how bad the condition was. The kitchen had been moved from the back of the house to the front. The appliances were gone, but the owner had left the manuals. Someone had put in hardwood floors, but they did so over the existing floor. This meant they were beginning to cup and were two inches higher than the tile in the kitchen. The layout was such that a bedroom would have to be walked through to get outside. The roof on the garage was falling in. The attic was scary. (But what attic isn’t?)
All in all, it was a jarring glimpse into the realities of today’s real estate market. But look at that picture! Why did I think the house would be anything but a disappointment?
We probably won’t be diving further into the real estate pool soon. First off, we need to know where we’re going to live. My husband and I looked online at the city of Chicago, its northern suburbs and Southeastern Wisconsin today. Also, the real estate agent who accompanied us Thursday night is not responding to our e-mails. And we could always be saving more money to pad our down payment.
But we’ll have a good story to tell about the first house we looked at. And doesn’t that matter for something?