Real estate can be weird.
Mt. Man and I have started the very complex world of house buying. We’re past dipping a toe in – but are not quite ready to dive.
We met with our realtor a few days ago to scope out potential properties. Some were great. Some were – the nicest description for them was “lipstick on a pig.” Seriously – just because you replace a few crappy sinks with a few fancy ones doesn’t mean the house is a good one. Le Sigh.
It was such an education. Having been a renter all of our adult lives, our understanding of what makes a good place was pretty limited. You can tell when you enter an apartment if it’s on a good property and been well maintained. Houses are a bit more deceptive.
Plus, a house is a considerably longer-term investment than an apartment, there’s much more to consider than “when was the last time they shampooed the carpets?”
Since I’m in no way an expert on real estate and housing. I won’t go into all the details swarming around in my brain. But instead, I will share this bizarre, curious anecdote from one of the houses we saw.
One open house we visited had the family still living there. The place was gorgeous and in a beautiful, family-friendly neighborhood. A mostly ideal la out with all the nice features one hopes for will have but could never put on their “deal breaker” list. And then we checked out the back yard.
It wasn’t a back yard as such. It was mostly a covered and fancily decorated patio with an alfresco fire place and single-seat porch swings – very cool. There was even a fantastic herb garden growing just behind the patio area. But on the right hand side of the house was a self-built structure along the dividing fence with the wooden frame interspersed with chicken wire. Inside the structure, which we learned spanned the entire length of the house, were four cats.
The person showing the open house informed us that it was a climate-controlled cat run. When we asked about it further, she explained that the cats were strictly outdoor cats and always stayed inside the cat run.
Bizarre doesn’t really cover it.
I’m not sure if the current homeowners really loved, or really hated their cats. I think it was more that that one of them adored their cats and the other was allergic. Either way you slice it, I don’t think a climate-controlled, outdoor cat run will be on my list for desired real estate features.