My lovely wife and I are now officially not the owners of a house. Our house in North Augusta closed today. I have mixed emotions about the event. We made good money off the deal, but I loved that house. I sweated and cursed and figured out 99% of everything I know about home repair inside those walls. I’m proud of the work I did and I’m positive that visitors to the house will be impressed by my work for years to come.
Oh, and the dude that bought the house? Complete jerk. His checks cashed, though, and that’s what matters I suppose.
Not being ones to sit idly by, we have already made an offer on another house. It’s a 1960’s ranch house that needs a bit of updating. Sound familiar? I thought so. Let’s do it again!