This afternoon we received a surprise phone call from our real estate agent informing us that the former occupants of our new home had vacated the premises a couple of days early and the house was ours. Early? Exciting! So after work, we headed over to West Seattle to see how the old place looked.
It was an odd experience. First, there was the shock of seeing the house empty. It looked different and, surprisingly, smaller. Second, there was the heightened awareness of all flaws. Did I not notice the stain on the floor before? Why is this door only painted on one side? Is this little thing the only closet in this room? Finally, there was the disbelief. We really own this? Yes, we really do.
We walked all around the house and started poking in all of the corners that we missed during our previous short visits. We were surprised and delighted to realize that the sellers were very cool and had the house cleaned thoroughly, top to bottom. We had been worried about what shape the house was going to be in, since we have two curious cats who will get into everything. Knowing that there's no bits of debris lying around in the basement is quite a relief.
At first, armed with my flashlight and a hypercritical eye, I was alarmed by all of the problems I was discovering (or noticing again), but gradually that alarm started to give way to the excitement of the possibilities of the house. There are dozens of small things we can do to improve it very quickly. Other changes (roof, furnace, electrical) are more substantial, costly, and time-consuming, but they'll no doubt be worth it. I can't wait to start attacking some projects this weekend.
Another shocking aspect of the house is just how darn quiet the place is! Having lived in apartment buildings in very urban areas for quite a while now, this is going to take a bit of adjustment for me. I think I'm going to be pacing around the house late at night for months, like last summer when we rented a little house on a beautiful beach in Kauai and I would lie awake all night convinced that someone was going to come in and murder us simply because there was no one around to hear us scream. I guess I just like being packed in tight with neighbors.
Still, this is one of the best things about this house -- it's in a quiet area, but it's still within walking distance of shops, restaurants, a movie theater, and, of course, a Starbucks (where Greg Nickels, mayor of Seattle and West Seattle resident, gets his coffee in the morning on the way to work, I'm told). And it's just a 10 minute bus ride (or water taxi ride!) to downtown. I think that's a great environment to raise a kid. Now I just need to get that nursery ready...
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