I don’t know many people who at the ages of 17 and 18 own
their own house, but we do. I remember a year ago searching for the perfect
house. I think we looked at a dozen houses a weekend. Then we found it, well so
I thought, it was the perfect! It was a cute little two bedroom one bath, nice
kitchen, the perfect detached garage for Raylyn to have his “man cave” in, the
sweetest little back yard and deck. I thought we had found the perfect house
for us to get started in but then it came time for the inspection and all that
came crashing down. Everything was wrong in this house, I mean EVERYTHING! The
guy who “flipped” this house just made things do and tried to cover up his
sloppy not to code work, I got so upset. I thought we would never find a house
after that. Then we pulled in the drive way of this tacky little red white and
blue house trash under the steps and old paint cans on the front deck, inside
the walls were these crazy ugly colors, the kitchen was old and very outdated
and the back fence looked like it was falling apart, the only good thing about
this house was the remodeled bathroom. But it was perfect, I could just picture
me and Raylyn living here, I could see us having our first baby here, I
absolutely loved it. I was so excited when the inspection came back good and I
couldn’t wait for us to get started painting over those ugly colors and
updating the kitchen. Looking back now I
am so glad that first house didn’t work out because we live in such a good
neighborhood we have the BEST neighbors who take care of us, we live in a great
school district for any future kids and we have a back yard and house big
enough for us to get a puppy!
