Tuesday, September 30, 2014
We went house hunting last weekend and found one that we felt with some renovations we could make work and planned to make an offer on it. Then on the way back home, I spotted a house for sale and pointed it out to our realtor and told her I'd like to see it. She said it looked like it would be outside of our price range but she'd check on it. Turned out it was in our price range and we looked at it the next day. You remember Miracle on 34th Street, with Santa's cane in the corner? It was that sort of feeling. The realtor was a few steps ahead of us and she'd motion the hubs forward to see and make me wait until he was in the room then she'd let me come in so they could both see my expression. The first time she did this, it turned out to be a huge laundry room. Did I mention huge? Then she did it on the screened in porch, then the bedroom which had two--count them--two walk-in closets. And finally on the sun room, which wasn't even on our list. It doesn't have a fence, but it does have a work bench in the garage.Serendipity.