So I mentioned before that there was a house we fell in love with before buying our house. Recently, I was sorting through my pictures and came across all the pictures I had taken of that house and pictures I had taken of another house, so I thought it would be kind of fun to reminisce. The house that began our house hunt, was this lovely home in Valencia.
On paper, it was almost perfect. Four bedrooms (though one was a captive room), almost an acre of perfectly flat yard, POOL, two car garage, sort of secluded, it was built ~1879 so tons of character. It was on the tippy-top of our price range though but had been on the market for three years, so we figured there was room to negotiate.
We looked at the house three times and each and every time, I loved it more. Here’s a tour.
eat-in kitchen with heated(!) (gorgeous) floors + cat door!
not the best shot, but updated kitchen with stainless steel appliances
amazing woodwork in the living and dining rooms, wood burning fireplace
french doors led out to screened in porch. (they were selling that table + chairs for 3k, yea right!)
first floor full bath
two of the four bedrooms with shared closets between and heated floors
another bedroom with original floors
master bedroom with original floors
master bath with heated marble floor!
upstairs bath that was probably the least attractive room in the house
original banister and adorable custom stained glass
Ahh, looking at these pictures still make me a teeny bit sad. So why didn’t we end up in this house? Well, they rejected our offer. We came in pretty low, at 87% of the asking price. We figured the house had been on the market so long and it seemed to be overpriced that we figured it couldn’t hurt to try. Well, they came back and counter-offered at 5,000 less than asking.
I won’t lie, I cried. We had met with the sellers before we offered to ask some questions about the house (the pool was set up weird, there was a boiler system, the house was over 130 years old). The male-half of the sellers was an environmental engineer and had done all sorts of things to make the house green. We probably talked with them for 2 hours and by the end I figured they had to love us! Oh, probably worth mentioning that they lived next door. Yea. They lived in the old house for 30 years and then built a brand new (totally modern, 100% different) house on the lot next door which actually overlooks the house. Which was sort of weird. (The second picture was taken from their deck.)
But they obviously didn’t need the money, so they could sit on the house until they got their price. And they weren’t getting it from us. Looking back, there are a few reasons why I’m glad we didn’t end up there.
1. The potential weirdness of being neighbors with people who used to live in your house. They seemed like really nice people, but who knows if they would be up there tsk-tsking our lawncare or pool maintenance.
2. We would have been slightly house poor, even with our reduced offer. In theory, we could have afforded it, but it would have been tight.
3. DID YOU SEE ALL THAT WALLPAPER?!
4. The other side of the house was an empty lot…but who knows how long it would be empty. I did some research and the guy who owned the lot owned several lots around Valencia/Adams Twp, so who knows what his plans were. (The sellers said they had tried to buy it back off of him (it was once theirs) and he wouldn’t budge.) I think it was 1/2 an acre and a house would be uncomfortably close there.
5. There was only one living area. The basement was teeny and unfinished and there would be no point in finishing it. So that meant no man cave, which Keith was really looking forward to.
So after we were rejected, (this was Novemberish of last year) we decided to wait until Spring to start looking again. And so it makes perfect girl logic that I found our current house in February! Ha!
(Side note: I have looked up the house a few times since we lost out on it and I found out it did sell in May, for asking price. So I guess they were smart to refuse us.)