tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post2769316382719032626..comments2023-10-19T05:40:59.162-04:00Comments on Sippican Cottage: I'm Fixing A Hole Where The Intertunnel Gets InSippicanCottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14940797380578921776noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-41289857793218377352013-11-15T12:32:25.944-05:002013-11-15T12:32:25.944-05:00When my wife and I trekked around the SW Chicago S...When my wife and I trekked around the SW Chicago Suburbs dealing with realtor after realtor we brought along our secret weapon: her father. Who was a union carpenter who had been working on houses and such for 40 years. After a while it got to where I could just introduce him to the realtor. If her face fell like a brick we didn't even need to walk into the house.<br /><br />When we walked into the house we finally bought he nosed around and said "I can work on this place." That was the seal of approval.RonFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17346484258194484053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-60443067590539919102013-11-15T12:08:39.573-05:002013-11-15T12:08:39.573-05:00The first six houses that we bought, I let my wife...The first six houses that we bought, I let my wife choose. I told her how much we could spend, and left the rest to her. I didn't care what it looked like, where it was, or anything else about it. It was just a place that I slept in a couple of nights a week and visited a couple of weekends a month. The rest of the time I was gadding about making a living, since I had no real skillset and so had to work as a manager.<br /><br />This last one, I took intense interest in. I intend to live here until I die, so it now mattered. I discovered a new, deeper respect for my wife, having spent all that time dealing with realtors. I prefer to deal with a more respectable class of salespeople, like used car salesmen and such.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-41238328807728035252013-11-13T23:25:45.774-05:002013-11-13T23:25:45.774-05:00As one of them "real estate ladies", I c...As one of them "real estate ladies", I can assure you that we are indeed very busy. See, we like to keep busy thinking ahead. That way we don't do anything right now.westsoundmodernnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-1094946152553690672013-11-13T18:31:07.529-05:002013-11-13T18:31:07.529-05:00My wife picked out a house after looking at an awf...My wife picked out a house after looking at an awful lot of them over at least a six month spell. It was catercorner from the house we were living in (and could not afford to buy). Since my wife is both smarter and dumber than I, I said yes dear and started looking it over. <br /><br />Except I merely looked at the utility costs from the last three people to live there and decided that there was no way. <br /><br />Wonderful lady decided I must know what I was talking about (two chances, fat and slim) and kept on looking while the people who got the bid tried to come up with a way to finance it. When they could not get a loan my wife convinced me to go look at it in a little bit more detail.<br /><br />Holes in the walls? Poor insulation? No way to isolate water lines? Leaking roof? Odd layout? Yes it had everything and more needed to keep the price down. It was less than a third of the price of the almost next door house we were living in. Quite a bit bigger too. In the crawl space I spotted why there were flowers trying to put out buds two inches away from the foundation outside the house. January in Wyoming at that.<br /><br />We bought the house. Yes it took quite a bit of work. The bank accepted our bid and allowed me to start working on the house while waiting for the paperwork to come through. Paid for the materials as well. Did I mention that the bank had eaten the loan three times before? The bank was motivated. There were some questions about how much and how long it would take for the house to be livable. The bank offered to kick in 1500 for more materials.<br /><br />I got no vacation that year, which was fine because I had a five year darling daughter to help get me through the tough stuff. I know a five and three year old is not much help but they sure can make a mans heart smile even as my language was sometimes to colorful about the help. Following year we did take a vacation because that was about the only way to keep the grandparents involved. It was a low cost, no frills vacation but my family is neat and my in laws are wonderful.<br /><br />About the time we were most of the way out of the woods over living costs we realized we had an awful smart daughter in the fifth grade and had not been saving for college, but that's an entirely different story, and I don't want to abuse this neat blog I have found.tmoorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12791230165789186689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-87875420319947407842013-11-13T18:16:20.192-05:002013-11-13T18:16:20.192-05:00Andy, I saw the same thing. I figured it was close...Andy, I saw the same thing. I figured it was close after Thanksgiving, and the fall stuff wasn't yet put away.Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02284936021406079076noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-29053105087620425732013-11-13T17:28:22.170-05:002013-11-13T17:28:22.170-05:00There's a pumpkin next to your Christmas Tree,...There's a pumpkin next to your Christmas Tree, Sipp. What are you people doing out there?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01673842520123958712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-39360327252548761182013-11-13T17:25:09.263-05:002013-11-13T17:25:09.263-05:00"That's where the christmas tree will go&...<i>"That's where the christmas tree will go"</i><br /><br />That's what I heard, and it was the cue to me that any criticism of the property would be unwelcome, as it would distract my wife from her important business of working out possibilities. <br /><br />Resigned to the fact that I would be negotiating a price on the house before us, I left my wife and the realtor to work out possibilities. I returned to the car and retrieved the camera. I was determined to do as thorough house inspection as I could get away with, and document everything along the way. I ran out of space on the memory card only moments before we were shoed away to the next appointment, which I knew to be superfluous.<br /><br />Later I overheard her saying to a friend. "It's a lovely house. Douglas2 got some pictures. Wait a moment while I get the camera and I'll show you!"<br /><br />She dashed in and I tried to raise a protest, but was hushed because she was on a mission and not to be interrupted.<br /><br />I'm not sure what the friend thought about my 237 photos of code-violations, mold, rodent-scat, outlets with signs of arcing, ceilings and walls with signs of water, doors askew in doorframes, cracked single pane and fogged double-pane glass, subsidence, 60A electrical service, and a topography that encouraged all of the neighborhood's water to pass through the basement. The photos did not please my wife.<br />Douglas2noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-17277493096911273122013-11-13T16:11:30.117-05:002013-11-13T16:11:30.117-05:00Oh boy... we purchased our first house (a chicken ...Oh boy... we purchased our first house (a chicken coup that had been coverted to a plumber's workshop that had been converted to a house) because my pregnant wife walked in and spotted the arched entryway from the kitchen to the... whatever they heck that space was supposed to be. <br /><br />What a dump. we were in the middle of crazy real-estate boom when houses (low end ones anyway, I have no idea what any other segment of the market was up to) were entering the market in the morning and being bid up and sold by noon. <br /><br />She loved that arch. I wanted the pain to end. Little did I know it was just beginning. Came close to falling off the roof fixing that. Nearly electrocuted myself putting in a new water heater. Got fit splitting wood to keep the "living room warm" (failed to notice the hot water heat didn't extend to that room). <br /><br />My blood pressure goes through the roof every time that f'in archway comes to mind. <br /><br />We had a devil of a time finding a buyer six years later until finally, no kidding, a pregnant woman walked through the front door (well, it wassn't really a front door but it was the closest thing to one the house had) and said, "Oh! I love that archway!" <br /><br />The poor husband had the same "Who gives a rat's ass about an archway?!?!" look I must have sported those six+ years before. "Isn't it lovely!" I replied. <br /><br />Thank goodness for pregnant women.Knuckleheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09245646229814895145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-75483250622838104132013-11-13T15:49:40.653-05:002013-11-13T15:49:40.653-05:00My wife told me to keep driving, because my wife l...<i>My wife told me to keep driving, because my wife likes to tell me to do things I'm already doing. It's like a hobby with her.</i><br /><br />[Spit take] Your wife and my wife trained under the same master.benjaminthomasnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-195786812471278572013-11-13T14:40:24.634-05:002013-11-13T14:40:24.634-05:00I'm so glad you mentioned the part about your ...I'm so glad you mentioned the part about your wife and the Christmas Tree. I don't think for a moment that she chose the house because it had a sweet spot for the Tree, but I do believe that she, like me, has never looked at a potential living space without immediately sizing up where the Tree would go. <br /><br />I've done this with every house I've ever considered. I've never rejected a house because it didn't have a perfect spot for the Tree, but it always figured largely in my consideration. It's a small happiness that can't be quantified.Deborahnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-76900596203103254532013-11-13T14:28:45.570-05:002013-11-13T14:28:45.570-05:00You have talent, perseverance and a great family s...You have talent, perseverance and a great family so I guess any four walls or even three would make for a great home in your case.Thudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18320037763190473684noreply@blogger.com