House
In the continuing saga that is my life...I have been looking on and off for a new house since March. I started looking because my dream house came on the market then. I didn't get that house because someone else came along who was willing to pay more than I was willing/could afford. In April, I put an offer in on another, fairly nice, house, though the yard was a bit of a compromise. The owners refused to sell it to me. In May, John Henry had his surgery and since then I've been mostly trying to figure out how many vet students' tuition I am going to cover before I'm finished. But now I'm more or less looking at houses again.
I want an older (20s, 30s, 40s) home in an established neighborhood with a reasonably big yard. Friday I looked at a house built in the 20s and one built in the 30s. The 20s house was an arts and crafts two story with four (possibly five bedrooms--yeah like I need five bedrooms). It was brick and stucco and looked fairly decent from the street. Up close, though...well, first of all, I like my back yard connected in some small way to the house. I like the rooms not to be all cut up. I like the front steps not to be crumbling. And I like a fixer-upper not to be priced like a move-in ready house.
Second house was a 1930s house, very much in style for that period. Really nice house with a tray ceiling in the living room, french doors in the dining room, a re-done kitchen, two bedrooms downstairs and two bedrooms up. Hardwood floors. Fireplace. A few things that you'd want to change but all in all well-built, well-maintained and with the features that I like. And it's a good price. Unfortunately, it doesn't have a yard that will work for me at all. I'm willing to compromise some on size but because of the way the garage is set, there's a lot of concrete and it would be difficult to fence usably.
Ah well, maybe something else will come along....