It’s finally official: I own the house on Bestor Street! I closed on Tuesday and picked the keys up in the evening.
I’m pretty excited about it. I’m not going to lie; it needs some work. The lawn is dead, two windows are missing trim, the roof is in poor shape, the chimney needs a new damper, the brickwork needs some repairs, there’s no stove hood, the back door needs to be replaced, the edge of the concrete driveway needs to be ground flush, the 220-volt outlet isn’t wired up, the basement door has rot, the corner trim and rafter tails have moisture damage, the trees need trimming, the locks need to be replaced, and the property needs to be fumigated. Sounds like a lot of work.
Despite all the problems I think it’s a cute little house! There’s nothing wrong with it that isn’t pretty much par for the course for a house of this age; it was supposedly built in 1949. The kitchen was recently redone with bottom-of-the-line materials. I’ll want to replace the counters and floor, and I may ultimately want to change the whole layout, but it’s serviceable for now. The only thing which really has to get done before I move in is the termite tenting.
I’m looking forward to working on my project house! I’m a pretty hands-on sort of guy, and I believe that I can really add some value to the place by fixing it up. I also think I got it for a good price. It’s only a 2/1 on a 3,800 square foot lot, but it’s mine and I’m going to take good care of it.