Monday, April 16, 2007

Sunday with Whirling Betty

Even the weather has been creepy lately, much like the huge Victorian house I dragged the child through today as part of our Sunday afternoon open house tour. The house had sky-high ceilings throughout, and the most enormous windows I've ever seen, yet the house was dark. I know that Victorians were notoriously dark, as if they were built as eventual haunted houses. Well, this house gave me the creeps; I seemed to be channeling frustrated old spirits who insisted on remaining attached to this house.

So much the better- heaven knows I don't need another Victorian house to obsess over! I thanked my lucky stars as I exited the house emotionless. The Child, on the other hand, danced up and down, squealing, "BUY the house! BUY the house! That secret room on the 2ND floor will be mine! Mama, you could jog around that brick circle in the backyard every morning! You wouldn't have to leave home to do your jogging!" He had just demonstrated how to jog on that circular garden path by running around it as fast as he could several times until he noticed I was gone.

There wasn't much danger of obsession anyway- this house was not in my target neighborhood. It was near downtown, but on the east side, not north, and there were no groceries, shops or art galleries to walk to here. It was affordable because the neighborhood was unsafe.

Our next stop was in my target neighborhood. I never had much interest in condos- the condo fee alone is enough to turn me off- but facing the reality of what I can afford has forced me to give up my standards. This one was a condo- it appeared to be 1/3 of a former mansion. From the outside it was somewhat attractive, featuring a turret and a brick exterior, but there was no yard.

We tentatively entered. Well, actually, I tentatively entered while the child bounced happily over to the realtor and engaged her in lively conversation. That was fine with me, since I preferred to avoid her. I could see immediately that there was no way I could consider this house, or, more accurately, this 1/3 house. It was so narrow! I'd have to lose weight to fit the house! The woodwork was dark, ugly actually, and plain- nothing like the wonderfully ornate woodwork of the haunted house. The walls were white. All white. What on earth could anyone find appealing about this place? I just wanted to get out of there, but the child had engaged the realtor. I stood at the door, waiting to bolt.

The realtor was not about to let me off the hook, so I told her that regrettably, I simply didn't like the condo. Undefeated, she insisted on dragging us down the street to another one, also 1/3 of a house. This one was even worse than the first- just as dull, but with only one floor instead of two, and still no backyard, not even a tiny cement slab. Its only positive feature was its price.

I told the desperate realtor that we had to hurry on to our next house, and as we fled I dishonestly promised to give her a call to see more of her dazzling array of condos. We drove on to the next and last house which was farther from my target area......and we kept on driving....we weren't even on the dartboard anymore. It was too far away! I assessed the surrounding area when we finally got there, then decided not to bother getting out of the car. I want to be able to walk to the grocery store, drugstore, video store, bank, post office, coffee shop, library, etc. I realized that there was no point in looking anywhere but in my target zone. Yet within my target, only the unappealing condos are affordable.

I already knew all of this. But I am a stubborn woman who doesn't quit easily.

8 comments:

Desiree said...

And quit you shouldn't! Never say never! Keep looking and keep thinking positive I just know you'll catch a break. In the meantime you get to look at all this great and not so great houses! That's a wonderful adventure!

Betty said...

Dear Desiree,

That's right, it's an adventure. I seem to enjoy looking at houses, so now's my time to indulge. And as you say, one of these days something's going to fall into place...

Hugs,
Betty

Lisa said...

Betty,

You are awesome! Your determination has bred from desire. I know I've said it before, but dreams are put into our hearts for a reason. It may not be your "season" right this minute, but you've broken the soil and are now cultivating it. One day, the season will arrive that will produce a bountiful harvest for you! You will finally reap everything you have sown. And right now, you're sowing positive seeds of hope. Good for you!!

Betty said...

Dear Lisa,

If I ever feel discouraged, all I have to do is come back here and read this comment from you! Thank you!

Hugs,
Betty

Kacey said...

I love going house hunting with you! You take us to such unexpected places. Keep the good thought, Honey .... when you least expect it, God will drop the perfect solution right into your lap. I have a new post in my secret blog .... www.blankity.blog.blogspot.com....
seems I can only do one or the other.

Betty said...

Thank you for the words of hope, Kacey. They keep me going! And I love to have you come along on my house hunting expeditions!

Hugs,
Betty

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