April 21, 2006

Neck and neck with a pile of logs

The house just may be winning. I haven't waved my white flag yet, but I'm close. Stupid big old pile of logs.

Stupid big old pile of logs with carpenter bees humming. Stupid big old pile of logs with termites swarming. Stupid BOPoL with slopey floors and crumbling chinking and the tiniest crawl space you ever saw and malfunctioning well pumps and cracking grout at every turn. Stupid BOPoL with spiders living in the rafters, bats entering and exiting at will, squirrels living in the soffits and one dead possum. (Or large rat. I didn't get that close. But I'm hoping possum.)

The house and I have been at odds since the beginning. I said some unkind things and the house responded ungraciously. For a while things got worse as I fumed and the house hit below the belt at every opportunity. Eventually I made a fuzzy peace and settled in.

I played nice for quite some time. New adornments, upgrades, complements even. But we are no Laurel and Hardy, no Burns and Allen. We are much closer to the Road Runner and Wile E. Coyote. Or maybe Nick and Jessica, well Nick and Jessica 6 months ago. We are simmering, you know, simmering in a most spiteful manner.

I haven't even mentioned the poltergeists. It must be poltergeists, right? You know, you pick up and straighten up and neaten up and tidy up all day and by 7 it still looks like the aftermath of a tornado touching down. I am wondering how many others have contemplated moving because the house was such a mess that you really just couldn't stand it any more? By contemplating I mean calling your realtor and pricing your house on the market and making a wish list and requesting a listing of homes in your price range. Now. Or yesterday.

Oh the house may be winning right now, certainly may be winning. But we will see who has the last laugh. We may have two little people and two little cats living here right now, but I can work it so that the next owner has a dog or two and that he likes to chew things. Big things. Like stupid big old piles of logs.

Posted by grrlTravels at April 21, 2006 3:12 PM
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Ah yes..I have my own big pile of 86 year old dutch colonial. I too got had a market analysis done of our house and went looking about 6 months ago. We even almost put an offer on (another!) 100 year old home. But then I started looking around and remembered why I love it here.

Of course, I don't have bees, or termites, or possums. (And I so hope that wasn't a rat!)

I did live in a house in college where the racoons came and lived in between the floorboards in the winter time. You could FEEL them thumping under your feet. And we had bumblebees who set up shop somewhere in the house and we were infested with them. I was so afraid of them that I would set glasses upside down on top of them until one of my roommates (my brother and his best friend) came home. They worked both worked third shift and would come in in the morning to find mugs and glasses all over the house.

Good luck with the house -- or the move -- whichever you decide!

Posted by: Bethany at April 21, 2006 4:23 PM

I'm whispering lest this stinky old house of ours is listening (its the sneaky evesdropping kind that would)I think I knew even before we closed on this one that we had made a huge mistake but was just too stressed out to be able to act on my gut feeling and stop the purchase. It is a beautiful house in many ways but just so God damn demanding, whatever you give it, new paint, well pumps, cess pit blasting, its just never enough it wants more, more and not just your inexpensive little "mores" oh no it wants great big huge "mores" it wants second bathrooms, new septic tanks, roof overhauls, on and on the list goes. Well, what it wants and what its getting from us our two very different things - see how brave I am when I don't think it can hear me?

Due to lack of $$ its going to be a little while yet before we can move but the day will come, please oh please tell me the day will come.

Posted by: Debberoo at April 21, 2006 8:38 PM

Hey! I have a big ol' pile of logs, too! But I kinda like mine; there's nothing wrong with it that, oh, about $60,000 worth of renovations wouldn't fix. And some closets. Do you have closets? This house has two. TWO closets...

We have skunks that live under the front porch, and neighborhood cats that sneak under the house.

Chinking that falls out...ew. And I hope it's a possum, not a rat, but you'd better get it out real quick like!

Posted by: OmegaMom at April 21, 2006 9:21 PM

You said:

By contemplating I mean calling your realtor and pricing your house on the market and making a wish list and requesting a listing of homes in your price range. Now. Or yesterday.

I say:

Why yes, as a matter of fact, we made an offer on a house today--10 days before we are leaving for China to get our baby z. I feel exactly as you decribe feeling only I don't have a log home. I have a lopsided 1929 bungalow that no matter how much I work on it seems to be getting a little more wonky each year. The plaster is cracked in every room, the windows need glazing, the floors need a good waxing. I have 2 tiny closets and will soon have 4 people and 5 animals in this shoebox. I want a fresh start. Call me crazy and wish me luck! If all goes well (Oh please let it go well), I am beating a hasty retreat.

Can you believe I am doing this after building my studio?

And your big old pile of logs, or what I have seen of it, is pretty--even if it is annoying. Do you think you will really move?

Posted by: Tracie at April 21, 2006 9:54 PM

I say take the threats up a notch. The new owner could certainly have dogs. They could also like really flowery wallpaper - everywhere. And teenagers, they could have awful rebellious teenagers. And carpet, they could come in and put down white shag carpet - everywhere.

Posted by: Karen S. at April 22, 2006 2:56 PM

I can't tell you how many times I've looked around the kitchen after a party or around the living room after my daughter got through with it and said to my husband, "I'm not cleaning up. Let's just move." So I understand the impulse. And then you get to buy all new books!

Posted by: JB at April 24, 2006 12:35 PM
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