Saturday, September 20, 2008

Dream Home

Last night we found the most dreamy home in the world. It was, much like Mary Poppins herself, practically perfect, perfectly practic, practically perfect in every way. We'd seen it online and I'd merely hoped, but the minute we pulled up, I was certain -- this was my little heaven.

Of course, we aren't really technically looking to buy a house right yet, or maybe we are, it is sort of unsaid at present. Still, houses are out there -- I mean you can't go a block with out seeing houses, and a good pair of eyes certainly must look (though actually, my eyes can't technically be considered a good pair since with out my contacts I am a bumbling, stumbling idiot).

Anyway, this house was somehow boxed in the middle of an area of normal new homes -- which to me means, other kids for my kids to play with. Only it was a sprawling acre completely and privately surrounded by trees. We spotted where it must be from far down the road because we could see the lush square of trees in the middle of all these other homes. The yard was perfect, the house was -- although perhaps a tiny bit small for a family who seems to be on their way to having 300 children, as Mike and I seem -- darling. It was only ten or so years old, but looked like a big well cared for cottage. It was actually, unbelievably, in our price range (well -- not exactly . . . but maybe . . . in the range of our price range? Surely they'd negotiate). There was a firepit in the backyard, and, just as we arrived, a family was basking in the luxury of their secluded and beautiful backyard. They were roasting marshmallows and laughing with friends as their children ran about happy and carefree nearby.

For some odd reason there was no "For Sale" sign to be seen (I'm sure you all know where this is going), but I wasn't to be deterred. I left Mike and the kids somewhat out of sight in the front yard whilst I boldly went to interrupt the family's joyful party (what party wouldn't be joyful in such a dreamy setting?). I wasn't sure who to head towards or even address in the group, but eventually found myself face to face with one adult. "Sorry to interrupt your party," I said (sure they wouldn't mind at all once they knew I was there to take their home off of their hands), "I just saw your home for sale online, but didn't see a sign out front. It is still for sale, isn't it?"

And then, with no further explanation, he crushingly responded, "No, I'm sorry, it's not." And that was that. I was left to mumble some apology and make my way back to my sad little family to tell them we were homeless, and would likely remain homeless forever now because how could I ever find anything to be as happy with? It would be like if your own Prince Charming died on your wedding day and you were then supposed to just marry the Earl of Someplace or Other. Boring.

We went to one other house after that, it might have been fine. Maybe lovely, but all I could think was, "This is pretty much the worst house ever."

The End

15 comments:

Tia Juana said...

I am trying desparately to come up with some such thing to say that would make the situation seem not so horrible but I am unable at this moment to say anything that could possibly make the back yard firepit seem not as great as it would have been. With friends. With 'me' friends and my brother's family when I come to town to visit. Sigh. I'm sorry. For you and me.

Karen said...

Oh Nancy, I know your pain. Before we moved back here, we found the perfect and I mean perfect home in Nibley (Cache Valley). It was a new home that was built with a period feel. It was like the builder was in my head and built the house of my dreams. We made a full price offer and he turned us down.

As it turns out, the house we bought fits our needs. It ended up costing less. We got more square feet, better views and a much better commute. We even bought it sight unseen. It is not my dream home, but it is a good home.

Hang in there. I know how emotional finding and buying a home is. (We have done it a few times.)

Women Afire said...

I mentioned to Jon the other day how it's been a long time since we've looked at houses (we're dreamers). Of course - we are in no position to buy right now. He admitted to me - that due to his love of real estate - he finds it too depressing anymore to go look when we can't buy. So alas, he doesn't go house shopping for the reason I don't go window shopping. Too hard to take if you can't buy. I feel your pain, to some degree. I have yet to find a house that I can picture my little family in . . . . but perhaps someday - when we have buckets of money we could venture out in the land of home ownership.
-Marzee

PS - Are you sure you'd want an older house that was on an acre surrounded by brand new homes that weren't? Maybe it wouldn't retain its value? Just scraping for something here. ;) Luvs

Perla said...

that S-U-C-K-S

but the truth is, i researched it and there are like 4 child sex offenders right on that block and also the house was built on an ancient indian graveyard...you know what that is like...there was a murder in the basement so you never want to go down there alone...and the pipes all break like every second...

so, hopefully you will find someplace better soon.

Kelly said...

just remember perfect is what you make it...bloom where you are planted...it is all true!

Tia Juana said...

I hear that Shannon might sell you a house that is right behind some great neighbors - ones that have a great garden? Oh wait, no I don't think it was that they are gardeners, those were my other friend's neighbors, I think Shan's were billionaires because they are some sort of genius chemical engineers! You know, it's not what you are, its all about who you know ... so make sure you get some good neighbors! You should talk to Shannon, maybe she'll give you a deal on her house!

Nancy said...

Thanks Shan. Whew. That was a clooose call!!!

Liz said...

Jay and I have found our dream home in Utah more than once even though we weren't really moving there, so don't give up you'll find it again soon.

Wilson Woman said...

Oh aunie, I hope you find a good home! That one was too small anyway, right? I kinda know how you feel though...me and Jordan are not really at all close to buying a home, but we happen to take a nice Sunday scooter ride about every week and I always make him stop every time we pass a house for sale that has a paper you can take. And I must admit that there have been one or two that I have secretly hoped we could somehow buy or afford, but alas, nothing yet...Best of luck to you!!

Lover of Sweets said...

I'm glad that Shannon did the research for you, now you don't have to think about it anymore. I can't believe she forgot to mention the dead clown that manifests itself every once in a while in mirrors.

Women Afire said...

Ha! Dead clown!! I hated the movie "It" by Stephen King (scary stuff). Couldn't go to the bathroom for years!!! (So hazardous to one's health). Where were my parents when I was ten and watching that movie? Seriously?!!!

-Marz

PS - Nanc - just found out that we're going to be moving (really) - landlord is putting this house on the market. Don't know what we're doing, when or where exactly - but we're looking.

Women Afire said...

PS. Scary Giant Spiders, morphing into freaky clowns really should NOT live in the sewers where they can access anyone, anywhere . . . . sending blood bubbling up toilets and sinks. Soooooo wrong!!!! Does anyone see why I had issues yet? And mirrors . . . . at night . . . . THE WORST!!!! Bloody Mary stories will do that to a girl. I still can't look in the mirror when I go to the bathroom at night. (Nancy, you're learning all sorts of things about me now, aren't you?)

-Marzer

jami said...

look at all that advice to help you see that that house really wasn't your dream house after all. good thing people are looking out for you because house hunting does bite, especially when you think you've found "THE" house ... good luck!!!

Nancy said...

Marz!! What you are moving?? WHym when, where!! Email mE!! Or I need to call you! (I just am bad at calling because I always wait for the perfect moment when no kids will interrupt -- and that moment never comes), but what is going on!!!

Mugsy said...

I am so finding you a dream home... You need it for your little family.

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