As anyone who personally knows me or regularly pays attention to this blog, is aware I took ownership of a townhouse last weekend. This is something I’ve been working towards for three years now. I even saved most of the down payment with my part time retail job. Of course there are still things I’m nervous about, but there’s also a sense of pride. I did this, almost entirely on my own from a pure financial standpoint.
But this blog post isn’t about bragging or talking about my personal emotions. This is all about some of the adventures regarding this house of mine. This is partly a personal journal to remember these things by, but I hope you enjoy this journey along with me.
First off, I must say it’s amazing how much stuff you can fill into a single room. Until last weekend, I had been living in the same house for my entire life. I wasn’t a freeloader mind you. I paid a bit of rent towards my parents and helped around the house. But for that entire time, I only had one room to myself. It took 7 trips, three of them with a rented trailer, two of them with the trailer my dad owns, and four of them with two vehicles, to move everything over to my new house. Some of that was either new furniture or used furniture donated to me (or found on the street), but most of that was all the stuff I had accumulated over the years.
Now I’ve got a lot more room for that stuff.
Second, when you buy a previously owned house, you’re going to have some interesting observations. For example, I know there were at least two people living there before me; a man and a woman. I don’t know what their relationship was, nor is it any of my business. But I am 95% certain that the woman had an extreme case of OCD, and the man was a complete slob. If they were in some sort of romantic relationship, that’s a fascinating combination.
Why am I so sure about this? Well, during the first walkthrough of the place, and again for the inspection, there were a lot of things labelled. The key hangers were labelled with people’s names, just so everyone knew where their keys were supposed to go. Almost all of the light switches are labelled. That’s handy for me since I’m just moving into the place, and I might keep them for the sake of it, but that kind of feels excessive. The bedrooms upstairs were very clean and tidy. The main floor felt clean and open. Yet the garage was a complete mess, with stuff lying all over the place, old beer with chunks floating around inside the unopened bottles, and man cave style signs just lying on top of junk.
On the plus side, the slob left me with 280 square feet of unused laminate flooring for a renovation done on the main floor. I could easily sell most of that for a fair amount of money, while keeping one or two boxes in case a panel or two get damaged. On the downside, I filled an entire vacuum bag just from what I could reach from the vents.
The drier filter was dirty to the point where it was about to be a fire hazard. And when we went through the house for the inspection, the furnace filter had dust a full inch thick. A duct cleaning is certainly in order before I need the furnace again in the winter. They also left me two garbage bags by the garage door, and in a city where you’re supposed to buy tags for every bag you leave out on garbage day.
Of course considering the flooring left behind, they still left me with an overall profit.
The last mini story I’ll give you today is that I don’t have couches yet. I ordered two matching couches for the main floor over a month ago, but I’ve learned that this store only delivers to my town on Tuesdays. They also didn’t deliver at all this past Tuesday. Worse yet, they’ll call the day before with a four hour window that the couches might be delivered. If I’m working during those four hours, that’s too bad. It would have been nice to know that when I first ordered the couches. And it’s kind of hard to have a housewarming party without couches for the guests to sit on.
Anyway that’s it for this week. Now that I’ve got all my shelving set up, I can finally start unpacking. And hopefully I’ll get my couches this Tuesday so that I can get some friends and family over next weekend.
And no, I’m not publishing any pictures of the outside because I don’t feel like advertising to the world where I live.