It's started. We, the BF and I, have started to look into buying a house. It all started with a conversation last year that we should start thinking about it. After renting for three years and the BF for seven years, we decided that after the new year we would start house hunting.
Well, that came this weekend.
We agreed on a general location and enlisted a realtor (and friend) to walk us through a few houses.
Have you ever looked for a house? Holy overwhelming. There are so many amenities to consider, trade up and straight give up all with one purchase. Not only the good things but questions I never saw myself asking or stating out loud.
Me, wondering out loud for everyone to hear:
"How old is the roof?"
"I don't think I can maneuver with into that garage."
"This bedroom could my own personal closet with racks for my clothing and makeup counter."
The BF's answers:
"Why? You hire people to fix that. It's not like you will be up on the roof."
"You can park on the right and I'll park on the left. That way, you just back straight down the driveway.
"Great, that way all your shit stays in one room and the bathroom will be cleaner."
So, we looked at nine houses this weekend and really only agreed on one that we both really liked. Agreed is the key word.
Picking a restaurant is one thing. Buying some furniture is another. The BF and I are both very vocal, stubborn (I'm less though) and strong-willed. For instance, I say white wine, he says red. I say get it now, he says let's wait awhile. I say green grapes, he says red.
Basically, we don't agree all the time. It's pretty standard. However, the past few days after meeting with the realtor, making a list of wants, agreeing on neighborhoods and seeing the first few houses has been relatively low key.
Hopefully week two goes smoothly along with the mortgage meeting tomorrow....
Happy Monday to you all.