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3½ BR 2½ BA 2300 sq. ft. house, 10 min. to MSFT, garage, fenced back yard, built 2000. It's only been owned by one household, its front door faces north (which is apparently a plus for Indians), and it has fruit-bearing apple and fig trees on the property. It can all be yours for a mere $725,000, because I would much rather have the cash than the house, which I haven't lived in since 2010. Not that it ever really felt like home to me anyway: everything on the walls was either by, of, or about the extended family.
The price seemed a little low to me, but our agent (via my ex) points out the dearth of "comps": everything for sale in the neighborhood is either much older or much newer. The place could also use some TLC; keeping two residences on essentially one income took money away from maintenance. I'm predicting that the erstwhile Abbey will sell in a heartbeat, because turnover is how agents make their money. Given our financial realities I'm OK with that.
We'll have the first visitors to the house either tomorrow or Friday, and my ex is so keen to keep it clean that she's shipping m'boy off to me for the second weekend in a row. That works out perfectly because I needed to swap for Norwescon anyway. I'm not going to telecommute for him, though, and I may even go out Saturday night to a sex workers' rights benefit at Lo Fi. So there!
Yeah, it's been one of those times when I have nothing to say and I'm feeling pretty meh about a lot of things, so I haven't written much. I do, however, have a date with the Tickler tomorrow, thereby ending a long, cold winter drought.
The price seemed a little low to me, but our agent (via my ex) points out the dearth of "comps": everything for sale in the neighborhood is either much older or much newer. The place could also use some TLC; keeping two residences on essentially one income took money away from maintenance. I'm predicting that the erstwhile Abbey will sell in a heartbeat, because turnover is how agents make their money. Given our financial realities I'm OK with that.
We'll have the first visitors to the house either tomorrow or Friday, and my ex is so keen to keep it clean that she's shipping m'boy off to me for the second weekend in a row. That works out perfectly because I needed to swap for Norwescon anyway. I'm not going to telecommute for him, though, and I may even go out Saturday night to a sex workers' rights benefit at Lo Fi. So there!
Yeah, it's been one of those times when I have nothing to say and I'm feeling pretty meh about a lot of things, so I haven't written much. I do, however, have a date with the Tickler tomorrow, thereby ending a long, cold winter drought.
