Eclectic Muddlehood

….this weekend, so we decided to go out and buy a house!

 Actually it’s not quite as random as it sounds, believe it or not.  Our lease on our beyond lame luxury apartment is up at the end of August.  At first we were not sure what to do, seeing as there is a small chance of us winging our way to Australia in about a year.  We considered staying in the apartment and barely tolerating dealing with the substandard service and neighbors, but I eventually vetoed this course of action for the sake of Patris Maximus’ blood pressure and general stress level.  Then we also considered renting a house, but discounted that option since there is also a possibility that we will stay put right here for years to come.  So we began poking around to see what was out there for purchase and we were pleasantly surprised. 

 It took us one week of house hunting and research to decide we wanted to buy a new home instead of a pre-existing one.  Our last house was a pre-existing one that we struggled with constantly.  It was, in general, a good home.  But Patris Maximus spent many hours repairing stupid construction mistakes that caused all sorts of issues.  We decided that buying new would give us warranty protection should any of the same issues arrise.  So we began hunting around to see what sort of inventory homes were available and how desperate the builders were to off load them.  After our experience with buying a home in an insane market four years ago, we were enjoying the luxury of being rational.  Methodical.  Cautious even.  And then I saw The House.  And I fell in love.  And Patris Maximus fell in love with the price tag and the builder’s financing offer that expires this weekend.  So we took it.  

I am itching to dash off to the hardware store for paint samples, but the packing and cleaning here must come first.  In less than three weeks we’ll be home!