The Husband had a birthday yesterday (happy birthday, you handsome devil!) so we both took the day off.
The Husband actually went to spend the night up in the mountains with Man-Child on Sunday and didn't make it back down the mountain until lunch time - which kind of cut into the whole "spending the day together" that I had planned. But that was fine.
He had actually found a house online, in a very desirable neighborhood and we had made plans with our realtor to look at it yesterday afternoon. I was kind of shocked that he wanted to look at this particular house; mainly because it was MUCH larger than what we had agreed upon, although the price was suspiciously low for the area.
After getting into the house, I saw why. The house is apparently in foreclosure. And while this house COULD be beautiful; it would take a LOT of work. As in, if we were in the market to flip this house it would have been perfect.
But seeing as we don't have that kind of cash just sitting around we had to pass on it.
I've been watching a lot of home improvement shows on Netflix lately (and by extension, have coerced the Husband to watch a few as well) and even though I KNOW in my heart that we could have snapped that house up, gave it some love (and a BUNCH of dough), turned around and sold it for a very tidy sum; I also know that we just don't have that kind of energy and wherewithal to cope with that kind of project.
But this whole exercise has made me wonder....does the Husband protest too much when he says he is too old to get involved with a building a house? I think so. Because why would he be dragging me to look at a house that would require MUCH more energy than a new build?
He's cracking folks. Slowly, but surely he's cracking.
Now, he just needs to hurry up and do it before someone else finds that particular lot that I've got my eye on.