House, Acquired

We spent more time at the dealership buying our new car than we did at the title company, buying our house. Of course, that's ignoring the 30 days we spent emailing documents back and forth with the bank, but still. We went and sat down and the sellers arrived and exactly one hour later, we had keys and a handshake and were released to do whatever the hell we wanted with either.

Of course we went straight to the house. Our house. Unlocked the door, stepped inside, and thought, holy shit what have we done.

The house was still just as pristine as when we'd viewed it. Someone had recently mown the lawn. The windows are all so very clean that we spent several hours inside wondering how it was getting warmer before a clever soul realized that there was a second window. What. I mean, cool - we basically have triple-paned windows, but who the fuck puts the screen inbetween??

We've already identified a number of small fixes. Leaky faucet in the kitchen. Front doorknob likes to just keep turning instead of opening or locking. The prop for the mudroom (side door?) screen door just kind of... fell off. But honestly the big stuff is all good. New furnace, newish water heater, new carpet, functioning fridge. Gotta try out the stove today. And later, we'll have internet.

For now, though, I need to get back to trolling Craigslist for a washer/dryer.