Some of you know FI and I have been house hunting for what seems like a never-ending 6 months....we currently live in Manhattan and have been looking in the burbs. Since we aren't in a hurry to move, we have been taking our time to find something we truly love. We have looked at probably 40 houses, so we are sufficiently tired of looking! We saw dozens of really, really beautiful 1920s colonial homes and were smitten by the charm that oozed from them. We were both convinced we would end up in one of these charming places.
So what did we do? Put an offer in on a funky 1960s home that needs work. Smart, right? In all seriousness, we realized that with the charm, you end up sacrificing some serious function (no garage, odd nooks and crannies, only 1 bathroom). So we found a place in the world's greatest location (10 minute walk to the commuter train line, smack in the middle of a lovely little town, walk to stores, bars, etc, 1 block from an awesome elementary school, etc). It needs work, but we realized you can add charm, but you can't really add location or function.
So cross your fingers that this is our house!
UPDATE: Sigh. We were outbid. Our realtor called us last night to let us know. But, not all hope is lost yet. We are the 2nd in line. So if the original offer falls through, it comes to us. Keep crossing those fingers!!!
