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I lived with Mom for most of my life, and moved out 8 years ago. Mom sold the house about 5 years ago, and moved in with my brother (she died last year). The man who bought the house was a contractor, and completely changed the interior, and has been renting it since then. Until I moved out, it was the only place I had ever lived in.
Well, a friend who lives very near the house told me that it was up for sale. When I tried to search it online, I noticed that the town was incorrect (I knew to search for the incorrect town, as people often thought we lived there). Anyway, I emailed the agent to tell them that I used to live there, and the address should be, etc. They didn't reply, nor change the address, so, a week ago, I repeated the process, but got a phone message from another agent, who asked if I'd like to see the house, since I once lived there. Needless to say, I arranged to do so.
Today, along with DH and my friend, we took a tour of the house. It was quite emotional for me. Even though the house was tiny and kind of run-down when we lived there, and I had some unhappy memories, my heart is still tied up in this house. I hadn't been in the house since Mom sold it. It's completely different inside--weird--but I could see why he did what he did in the layout. Very little is the same, but, when I got to what used to be the master bedroom, and saw the old stone wall, I nearly cried. THEN it seemed like my old house. The memories came flooding back; I heard my parents' voices (not for real, of course!). As they are now both dead, I wonder what they would've thought about the "new" house? I didn't want to leave...it was so hard...I really miss my house and all of my childhood memories. No, I won't buy the house--I knew someone will suggest it! It's WAY too small for 2 humans and 9 cats, and I love our place. But, gosh, it's so tempting!
I don't like what the guy did with the outside, though. He also ripped out a lot of the landscaping I did many, many years ago.
And the tenants are SLOBS. Junk all over the place, inside and out. The garage is filled from wall to wall; empty plastic carpet cleaner jugs outside, in front. Unmade beds, clothes strewn all over. Stuff all over the breakfast bar. It looks like Hoarders, Jr., if TLC had a show by that name!
Well, a friend who lives very near the house told me that it was up for sale. When I tried to search it online, I noticed that the town was incorrect (I knew to search for the incorrect town, as people often thought we lived there). Anyway, I emailed the agent to tell them that I used to live there, and the address should be, etc. They didn't reply, nor change the address, so, a week ago, I repeated the process, but got a phone message from another agent, who asked if I'd like to see the house, since I once lived there. Needless to say, I arranged to do so.
Today, along with DH and my friend, we took a tour of the house. It was quite emotional for me. Even though the house was tiny and kind of run-down when we lived there, and I had some unhappy memories, my heart is still tied up in this house. I hadn't been in the house since Mom sold it. It's completely different inside--weird--but I could see why he did what he did in the layout. Very little is the same, but, when I got to what used to be the master bedroom, and saw the old stone wall, I nearly cried. THEN it seemed like my old house. The memories came flooding back; I heard my parents' voices (not for real, of course!). As they are now both dead, I wonder what they would've thought about the "new" house? I didn't want to leave...it was so hard...I really miss my house and all of my childhood memories. No, I won't buy the house--I knew someone will suggest it! It's WAY too small for 2 humans and 9 cats, and I love our place. But, gosh, it's so tempting!
I don't like what the guy did with the outside, though. He also ripped out a lot of the landscaping I did many, many years ago.
And the tenants are SLOBS. Junk all over the place, inside and out. The garage is filled from wall to wall; empty plastic carpet cleaner jugs outside, in front. Unmade beds, clothes strewn all over. Stuff all over the breakfast bar. It looks like Hoarders, Jr., if TLC had a show by that name!