Of House and Home: One More Week!!

I don’t have much to report, but have to share my excitement – we are set to close on the house in just one week!! We’ve passed the inspection and appraisal hurdles. Dave has jumped through the multitude of never-ending financial paperwork hoops, basically signing away his first-born child. But at this point, there finally appears to be a light at the end of the tunnel.

It really can’t come soon enough, as last night I was seriously missing my old Capitol Hill neighborhood and the many nearby friends that were always ready to grab a last minute beer or stop by for a glass of wine.

Let’s just hope that light is not a train…

The light at the end of the tunnel may be an oncoming train.

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Since the last post I’ve continued my Pinterest addiction, but we also met with contractors to get estimates on the work we want to do, as well as the work we need to do per the inspection report. The numbers have been digestible so far, and I am hopeful that we’ll be able to complete it all before we move in the first weekend of November. (Of course, that being said, I probably just jinxed us .) This week I also set up our utilities, which was oddly the one step that has made the house seem most like a reality.

As exciting as it is, it’s all a little overwhelming. There is so much to do and I must be forgetting something. A while back, I found this helpful checklist for changing your address and definitely plan to use it as a way to organize my to-dos.

Do you have any tips on moving into a new home?

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Of House and Home: Rock On

Yes, I know, it’s been a while. A lot has happened since I last posted about the house on my tuesday things post a couple weeks ago, and not necessarily all good. You already know I went to Texas last weekend (which was great!) but it’s what happened right before the weekend that’s not-so-great…

Just a few days after ratifying the contract, we had our home inspection. Luckily we had a guy who has to be the best inspector around town! He found quite a bit wrong with the home, some expected, but much of it not. We certainly did not expect to find that laundry list of items in one home, and neither did our agent.

Unfortunately due to some inaccessibility issues, we had to go back for a second time to finish up. The next day we served our notice. Let’s just say the inspector told us that “even the laziest of inspectors would have a pretty little list for this place,” and M had never given a report that lengthy. In the end, the seller did not agree to even half of the terms, so sadly, we had to break the contract and walk away.

As sad as we are, I know that it’s for the best. Even though I loved the house and could really see us there, it wasn’t meant to be. A co-worker pointed out, “You even said you were holding back your excitement. Your subconscious was telling you that this wasn’t right.” I know there is another house out there for us, and now we just have to find it!

Luckily, the day we broke the contract, Dave and I had a fun event to attend at the Hard Rock Cafe DC – so we decided to “Rock On” and have fun for the night, but also to just keep on rockin’ with the house search. Our friend Jordan manages the DC HRC, and last Thursday night was their “Movers and Shakers” VIP party, fully equipped with plenty of food, free-flowing libations, a photo booth complete with props and, of course, rock ‘n’ roll! They even had dancers who could totally stand up next to Beyonce with the moves they were showing off!



Jordan and me!


The event was a hit (no pun intended) and we even got fun party favors! We basically closed the place down, and Jordan actually let me crash the ice sculpture in front of the restaurant at the end of the night. It was very therapeutic :)

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our party favors


Jordan snuck these lights in my party bag
what to do with them …

All I can say is that I can’t wait for next year’s shindig! Thanks HRC for a super good time!!

Are you a mover? Or a shaker?!

(I think I’m a mover, but when I saw those “Beyonce dancers” I really wanted to be a shaker!)

Of House and Home: First of Many

Our lineup for this weekend was much shorter than usual – only about five houses – but we felt really good about each of the properties. Ironically the one house we ended up loving was not on our original list and we barely even liked any of the houses that were. A picture may be worth a thousand words, but it can also be extremely deceiving. The state of some of these houses amazed me, and not in a good way.

I was actually sad looking at the way some people live, with clutter and filth everywhere, and you know it’s a really bad situation when you go into a basement and your agent says, “Don’t touch anything. There’s black mold everywhere.” We quickly made it through each of the houses and then stopped for a late lunch at one of H Street’s classic haunts, Granville Moore’s. This was Dave’s first visit, so we had to have the moules and crispy frites with delicious dipping sauces.

After lunch, I was packing up my apartment and stopped at one point to realize that my kitchen looked atrocious, but even that was nowhere near as bad as some of the houses we had seen – and those people lived like that all the time! I knew at that moment that I had to snap a pic, to give you just the slightest indication.

my kitchen in the packing process

my kitchen during the packing process

On a happier note, while I was packing, Dave was working with agent M to put an offer together! (We did it, we actually put an offer on a house!) This property really met most of the items on our wish list (and then some), and it is in the neighborhood we want. It’s been on the market a while (which basically means longer than one week, since houses move so quickly in the District), so the price was recently lowered. It was our first showing on Saturday, and I knew then that we’d likely make a move.

After reviewing other houses sold recently in the area (“the comps”), we were convinced that the property was still overpriced, even at the reduced figure, so we decided to come in under asking. Our agent was strategic though to put in certain contingencies that would make our offer more appealing. After some back and forth, the seller ultimately did not accept our offer, which was disappointing, especially since I spent all day pinning ideas to my “Feels Like Home” board on Pinterest.

We treated ourselves to Mexican food at Uncle Julio’s, drowning our sorrows with margaritas and melted cheese, but are ready to keep moving forward with the search, knowing that there are some great properties coming on the market soon. In fact, our toast was “to the next house.”

margaritas, tamales and cheese enchiladas (emphasis on CHEESE!)

margaritas, tamales and cheese enchiladas
(emphasis on CHEESE!)

So this was our first of what will likely be many offers, but I haven’t lost faith yet – if anything this experience has strengthened it in some odd way – and am confident I can translate my pinning efforts to another home soon enough!