08-26-2020, 08:59 PM
(08-26-2020, 06:59 PM)CaptainHenreh Wrote: Welp.
After the better part of a decade in this house, I've decided to move.
Not far, but the longer I was here the more the lack of privacy, the traffic, the noise...all really started to grate on me. And this quarantine was the straw that broke the camel's back. I was in a peculiar situation that "fixing" some of the things that I hated about my house (the tiny kitchen, the less than ideal back yard) would have been kind of throwing good money after bad. I'd never see any of it back out, and like, you can't make land. You can't bulldoze your neighbors. (Well, not legally)
So with interest rates in the shitter, I'm off to a new place. Some acreage, a main level as large as the usable space I have now, room to build a "shop" / "working on shit" Garage (as opposed to a garage for parking, an alien concept for me but apparently a nice-to-have for my beloved.)
Now I'm losing my mind trying to pack/clean/repair all the shit that has been piling up over the years, so I can sell this place and GTFO.
Wish me luck.
Good luck my man, I know that feeling. Just have the front of my dormers to knock out and then I can call the house work completely done. Selling a bunch of shit right now and having to deal with people is now what's driving me to drink. Also the "feedback" on the house has been quite comical as well. Imagine driving all the way from Maryland to Harrisonburg only to be surprised trees grow leaves and block some of the view of the sunrise. Took the family out to lunch on a weekday so another "serious buyer" could drive from Richmond to look at the place only to spend 10 minutes inside and bail because it doesn't have a "vacation feel".
