Sunday, April 29, 2012

Housin'

The Living Room
What's up, Cyberspace.

As you may recall, a couple weeks ago we went out looking at houses with our real estate agent, Steve.  Of all the houses we've seen since that first outing, one stood out from the rest - if you'll recall, from an earlier post, it was House #2.

This house, while lacking the fourth bedroom we wanted, is just about perfect.  It has a large, fenced-in yard with an automated sprinkler system already in place and a hurricane-proof shed FULL of tools and lawn supplies being left behind.  There's ten fruit trees in the back yard as well, with a side yard large enough to accommodate our swimming pool, and a spacious back patio with adjustable vinyl windows and retractable blinds.

Check it:

The Backyard
I guess I'm going to have to learn how to take care of all these damn fruit trees. . .
Patio (terrible picture, I know - I'll replace it as soon as possible)

In fact, this house had been so well-taken care of, and had so many upgrades done to it recently, that there were nearly a dozen cash offers on it from investors, banks, and other rich folk looking to turn it into a cash-cow rental unit.  The asking price for the house was $128,000, and most of the cash offers on it were in excess of $130,000.  Unfortunately, despite our excellent credit and spotless records (believe it or not, mine is actually better than Kris', and we're both around the 800 mark), we poor Houghs could only muster a loan offer for $126,500 once the comp appraisals came back.

Chances of us getting the house were indeed slim.

. . . but that's when our kids came in.

Thanks, Cannonball.
While seeing the house for the first time, the sellers - a lovely elderly couple who were all-around, genuine nice people - took a shine to our offspring (don't ask me why, they were behaving like total basket-cases that day), and later expressed interest in selling their home to the "nice couple with the cute kids."

That's right.  The Houghs.  Screw you, rich people:  behold the almighty power of the fruit of my loins.

Despite the big banks and investors trying to out-bid on the property, we prevailed and secured the seller's interest.  All this regardless of the fact that,

Living Room (Formal Dining Room in the back)
In your face, banks - we're closing on May 31st!

We hadn't expected the sellers to sell us the house, seeing how we were offering them much less than the other interested buyers, so when we received the good news we were floored.  Steve scheduled a time when the inspectors could come by and check the place out, which only gave us more good news - everything was in great - if not eerily perfect - shape, and the sellers were very happy to be handing it over to us.

As we took a second look at the place, we were even more excited about getting the house.  Like I said in an earlier post, the roof has just been done, a new hurricane-proof garage door (which runs silent as the grave, might I add) has been recently installed, and there are gothic-looking bars over all the windows (the sellers used to vacation in New York for months on end, and secured the house like Fort Knox whenever they left - a huge plus for me, personally).

The Kitchen
The nook itself might be a bit on the squished side, though (the patio is in the back beyond the sliding doors)
This room shall become the Study
I wasn't about to start complaining about the wall-to-wall closet space in my Study - I'm a hoarder, so it'll definitely help.
This will be the girls' bedroom. . .
Same size as the room they have now, but we're thinking about getting them bunk beds to conserve space. . .
The Master Bedroom - large enough to fit all of our bedroom furniture, plus Kris' Mega Desk (that window in the back opens up to the screened-in patio out back)
Living Room and Dining Room (Kitchen in the back through the doorway)
As the Houghs have no use for such a thing as a Formal Dining Room, we're going to convert it into a Playroom for the girls. . . 'cause we're classy.
More of the Living Room (Master Bedroom there to the right, the lit-up room is the girls' bathroom, with the Hallway also leading to the girls' bedroom, the Study, a few closets, and the Garage)
So, as we start the mountain of paperwork that is involved with transferring over the title, scheduling hordes of inspections, filing insurance and comp claims/estimaets/what-have-you, etc. etc., we'll also be packing like crazy.

The Germ Factory
Rest assured, this will probably be the craziest month we've had in years.  My students are bouncing off the walls, seeing how the dreaded FCAT has come and gone, and they're all gunning for June 8th (when we get out for the summer).  This means that while lesson planning has gotten a lot easier (seeing how kids are requiring more hands-on work to keep them focused), I'm more burnt-out at the end of the day.  To make matters worse, Kris has had to take the last week and half off of work in order to stay home with two sick kids (who, of course, are sick on alternating days).


Good times.

Let the epic countdown towards the end of the school year and the new house begin.  We're up to the hilt in peril and stress, but couldn't be more excited about all our good fortune.

Stay tuned, folks!

- Brian

Sunday, April 15, 2012

The Quest

Hi gang,

You've heard me discuss, at great length, the current housing dilemma in which Kris and I have found ourselves; namely, whether we should a.) continue renting, or b.) buy.  A month ago, this dilemma didn't exist - buying was out of the question.

The Great Debate.
Now?  Not so much.

A couple months ago, Kris and I were both actively looking for work outside of Florida, as we were getting tired of all the congestion, separation from family, etc.  As if to hasten our job search, the house we're currently renting is going up for sale at the end of the summer, which means we'll either have to find work elsewhere and move before then or else dive into another rental property.

The problem?  There's NOTHING around here that's as big and cheap as our current house:  we scored a huge deal when we signed our lease, and with home buying at an all-time low - and rentals throughout the greater Orlando area at an unheard-of 98% rate - rental prices are sky-high. 

For example, in order to get a similar 3-bedroom/2-bathroom house in the Southchase/Hunter's Creek area - where we'd like to stay - we'd have to increase our monthly rent by at least $200 - $300.  That's an additional couple hundred bucks we'd have to pluck off the ol' Money Tree out back on a monthly basis.  Not so awesome.  And while this whole rental situation is indeed sobering, it's nowhere near as sobering as the prospect of manning up, digging in, and buying a house.

Thank God we weren't in this situation in 2008. . .
True, as the housing crisis has staved off, and property values reached rock bottom, the risk of buying a house down here in Florida has diminished greatly; but it's the idea of permanency that scares us most about buying a house.  That's a long-term commitment, and even though I have pretty good job security at my school, that's at least five or six years more of living outside of Michigan.

That's a long time for kids to grow up without having additional family around.

More or less.
Anyway, as our job searches out of state continued to produce nothing, and our end-of-summer deadline began to loom ominously in the distance, we decided that we'd have to seriously weigh the pros and cons of renting vs. buying in the area.  What we've learned in the process has completely changed our outlook on our current housing options: we could buy a house and pay much less per month than if we were to rent an identical house.

This is crazy.

So, the Great House Quest has officially begun.  Over the last couple weeks, we've spent hours upon hours listing our must-haves, our it'd-be-pretty-cool-to-haves, and our if-we-were-super-rich-and-could-have-its, and we've come down to a list that we've started taking around to realtors.  We know we want three bedrooms (four preferred), two bathrooms, a two-car garage, AC and washer/dryer, a fenced-in yard and covered back patio, and the house has to be zoned for A-rated schools (Alayna will be starting Kindergarten in a year and half. . . which is just plain scary).

A tall order, perhaps, but we're picky-ass people.

Capt. Steve
Kris knows a couple realtors and brokers through her Order of Extraordinary Moms and library play groups, so we were fortunate enough to have a pool of talent to start with.  Through these contacts, we got in touch with a no-nonsense realtor named Steve, who quickly produced a list of eight or nine houses for us to look at yesterday.  All of them would keep us paying basically the same amount of money per month in expenses, and were mostly in pretty good school zones, and each had their pros and cons. 

Here are some stand-outs from our all-day housing adventure:


House #1:  
Pros:  Two, huge living rooms, lots of trees in the backyard, vaulted ceilings, huge kitchen
Cons: Small back patio with torn screens and moldy carpet (who puts carpet outside?), no room for pool, shitty garage, small bedrooms


House #2:
Pros:  AWESOME condition - automated sprinkler system, new roof, pavers, garage door, etc..  Sellers are original owners, there's a garden and tree orchard in the backyard, a shed FULL of tools, vinyl fencing, big bedrooms, gothic-looking safety bars on all the windows, and a large, screened-in patio in the back. 
Cons: Same square-feet as our current house, so we'd have to get really creative with the storage issue, as we'd be losing our Library and Play Room.  Plus, there's this huge, ceramic Virgin Mary statue cemented into the front.  Which is kinda creepy.


House #3 
ProsHUGE house!  Five bedrooms (four upstairs with the master downstairs), three bathrooms, two stories with a hallway overlooking the living room below, huge garage and large fenced-in backyard, big shed.
Cons:  The inside looks like a cross between the Simpsons home and the set of a '70s horror/porn flick - we'd have to repaint everything.  Plus, the carpet was absolute garbage, and would have to be replaced immediately.  Kitchen and the shed are kind of in rough shape, too.


House #4 
Pros:  Model homes, custom-designed and built from scratch - could customize it right from the get-go and get a really, awesome home for a great price.  Excellent floor plan and brand-new appliances.  Safe neighborhood with pool. 
Cons:  Located way out in St. Cloud, which would mean an extra 30 minute commute for Kris to/from work (mine would stay the same).  Also, no fence in the backyard - we'd have to install one, which would be pricey.

Lots of options to consider here, folks, and plenty of crap to think about.  I'll get back with you when we figure out what the hell we're going to do. 

Stay tuned,

- Brian

Monday, April 9, 2012

Easter '12

Hey guys, wanna see what we did for Easter this year?

'Course you do:

Opening Easter care packages (via Skype) with Grandma and Papa John
Bizarro Easter Bunny crafts. . .
More crafts - personalized Easter Eggs
(Kris wrote that.  Abby didn't.  Don't think we have one of those weird genius kids, 'cause we don't.)
Cooperating for the camera. . .
The finished product
. . . and on to the Decoration of Cupcakes!
Sprinkle distribution requires ultimate focus. . .
Bucky the Pants-less Uni-horned Easter Bunny:  the Hough Family's R-Rated Unofficial Easter Mascot
Healthy snacks!
Frosting with Bucky
Kris.  Helping.
. . . finished cupcakes?
More Easter care packages for the girls. . .
. . . this time with Papa and Nana! (via Skype)
'Hey, why are your kids nappin' in the backyard like a bunch a' weirdos?'  Good question, pal.
Impromptu fort time.
This is what happens when you allow our three-year old child to dress herself. . .
At Peace United Methodist Church for MORE Easter crafts. . .
The Last Supper (seriously)
Hunting for Easter eggs. . .
Prayer rocks
So, what are you thankful for?
Booya!
Planting seeds
Kris, having fun.
More arts and crafts. . .
More Easter Egg hunting. . .
Signing the Cross (for whatever reason. . .)
Following the rules!
Daddy's Easter present -  The Limited Edition Zelda: Skyward Sword Wii Plus Remote!
Dying Easter Eggs
Rockin' the Paas!
We got a tie-dying (however the hell you spell that) Paas egg decorating set this year.  Pretty cool kit, but definitely too advanced for our chimp-like children.
Abby.  Having fun.
 
 
 
Finished product.
Brawl over the desert, during which Alayna ended up walking away with a HUGE bite-mark on her arm.  The lesson to be learned from this?  Don't EVER take Whipped Topping away from Abby.
Preparing Easter Baskets. . .
Kids' baskets (and Arrested Development!)
Abby woke up first in the morning for Easter Egg hunting around the house, and got straight to it. . .
She totally gets this from her mom. . .
We decided to implement a scavenger hunt into finding the Easter baskets this year. . .
(I drew pictures instead of writing clues so Alayna could do it herself)
Alayna on the hunt. . .
Finding the next clue. . .
(that's supposed to be the kids' art easel)
The next clue. . .
(. . . the crib full of stuffed animals.)
The last clue:  the Bathtub!
Easter baskets!
New Easter dress (Alayna is OBSESSED with dresses. . .)
This one?  Elmo (unfortunately.)
Gathering up the remaining Easter Eggs. . .
Our house is now trashed.
Skyping with Grandma Jordan
Chocolate Easter Bunnies!
. . . and Skyping with Grandma and Papa John.
It wouldn't be a morning in the Hough household without a song and dance number. . .
Preparing for the Voigts' (after horrible, barely-existent naps). . .
Easter luncheon - and hyper child-wrangling) at the Voigts' house. . .
- Brian