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Safe as houses?

It is a sad fact of human psychology that, once one has something, it is really, really, really hard to give it up again. It's especially hard for me, because I am a pack rat born of pack rats who were born of pack rats. I have books I'll never read again, CDs and LPs I'll never listen to again, DVDs and Blu-Rays I'll never watch again, clothes I'll never wear again, games I'll never play again . . . hell, musical instruments I'll never play again—and it's like pulling teeth for me to give them away or donate them to a thrift store or library. It's sometimes even difficult to sell them.

And there's one possession in particular that I know it would be in my best interests to get rid of, but I just can't bring myself to do it: my house.

My house is . . . well, let's just say it's got "character". And yes, that does in some ways mean "charm", but in others it means problems. The longer I live here, the more I want to kick the previous owner squarely in the ball-sack. He was a contractor. He did a lot of his own "improvements". But you know the saying about the cobbler's children? Apparently it also applies to the carpenter's house. He took shortcuts. A lot of them. And I'm still finding them, seventeen years after first moving in.

Anyway, without going into too much detail, I'll just say that living here is expensive. Not only is the mortgage payment fairly high (that's my own fault—too many refi's), but I'm having to have repairs done to things that never should have broken or worn out in the first place. So, yeah, it would be cheaper for me to sell the house and find a more modest place to rent. I don't really need a four-bedroom, two-bathroom house, even with my brother living with me. If I could find a two-bedroom, bath-and-a-half house somewhere, that would be fine. Or a two- to three-bedroom apartment (although I'm still leery of apartments after having lived at the postage stamp*).

But I can't. The thought of selling, of moving, of giving up this house . . . it scares me to death!

*Sigh* Oh, well.


*The Bancroft Street apartment, which was 450 square feet, also had paper-thin walls. I have a band. We usually rehearse at my house. If I had an apartment, this would be a lot more difficult.


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Jan. 28th, 2016 03:45 pm (UTC)
Thanks, darlin'. :)
Jan. 29th, 2016 03:07 am (UTC)
If you decide to give it up, but continue home ownership, I know of a nice house in RB going in the market in a few weeks :-)

(Being in the middle of packing for a not-quite cross-country move, I can sympathize with the frustrations of a pack rat. I had to force myself to donate a bunch of stereo equipment I haven't used, or even had hooked up, in years - when we were in the Chicago area - so we wouldn't have to move it again).
Jan. 29th, 2016 02:36 pm (UTC)
Sorry to hear you're leaving the area. Good luck to you.

And while I appreciate the heads-up, if I do sell, I won't be buying another house. Ownership itself is the issue. However, if I find someone who is looking to buy, I will point them in your direction.
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