By the end of the day, I was feeling a bit daunted by the amount of work it will require. But even though I could read doubt on the faces of the inspector and my realtor, I'm not ready to change my mind.
There's something in my character that responds with "Oh yeah? Watch this!" when people tell me a thing can't or shouldn't be done. I guess I like a challenge, and clear boundaries to cross over. I'm not really a rebel, but I do like to color outside the lines sometimes.
The inspector's comments highlighted how different my mindset is from other people's. I guess I don't look like a person who is ready for this kind of a challenge, and I realize that because almost everything in Florida is relatively new, most folks expect things to be perfect.
The inspector and I spent quite a bit of time establishing what sort of things I was truly interested in knowing. Once he understood that I only cared about important details like safety and functionality, and did not care about outside-the-plan things like resale value and appearances, we started to get along. Near the end of the inspection, he scratched his head and said, "Don't take this the wrong way, but I like that you're so practical."
The good news is that the short-term money to make this house liveable is within my budget. It is certainly better to know going in what it needs, and be very clear that more than new paint will be required.
I keep thinking about all the stories of folks you see in the magazines who bought a derelict barn or an abandoned farmhouse that no one else wanted and turned it into a showplace over the course of many years, while living in one room and cooking on a hot plate. Is that reality, or just a modern myth from a certain sector of our culture?
Brown widow spider egg cases in the exterior electrical box.
The recent painting was done by someone with ADD.
Or maybe on meth. This color defies description.
You'd think painting the trim on this side of the house would have been included in the price.
And all the windowsills.
And the back of the storage room, too.
Paint is only one of the quirky themes here. Doors are also a theme.
The front door has no deadbolt, and no room for your hand!
The coat closet, however, is extra secure.
Hard to see here, but the floor slopes down into this corner. And check out that groovy hearth tile!
This windowsill tells the tale of the sloping floor more clearly. If you see any parallel lines in this photo, please let me know.
Outside, more of the same. And the patio slopes toward the house. Oops.
What is this pit in the back yard? Even the inspector didn't know.
Maybe it connects with this plumbing in the closet.