On August 11th, absent something big and unforseen, I am closing on a townhouse and finally moving from the world of renting to the world of owning. Most of my friends say that it is about time. At the home inspection, Cynthia and I took a bunch of pictures. Here are a few that give the best impression of the place.
The funiture of course will not come with it. Instead, I'll put some of my stuff in there, but coming from a smaller place it won't be much, so it will be pretty bare and empty and undecorated at first. I'll be working on adjusting that as I get settled, but it may take awhile.
So when you look at these, imagine what it would look like with no furniture and me sitting in the middle of the floor surrounded by boxes. That will be about right. :-)
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| The view from the street. Those are the bedroom windows. Garage on the left side. Just the one garage door. The other is the neighbor's. Two parking spots on the driveway in front of the garage. | What the side looks like from the street. | The side from further back showing my main door. |
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| Cynthia shoots into the mirrored wall in the living room, showing the living room, with views into the dining room and kitchen | The living room, looking toward the loft stairs and the master bedroom suite (my agent Brandy and Cynthia visible) | Looking up at the loft window from the living room |
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| Looking from the living room to the dining room (that is the house inspector) | Looking into the kitchen. The refridgerator is not included. I'll need to buy my own. | Looking from the dining room into the kitchen. (Brandy and the listing agent visible) |
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| Master bedroom. The windows here look toward the street. | Master bath | The loft. The window overlooks the living room. |
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| The loft bathroom. | Looking from the loft to the stairs and the side windows. | Looking from the loft window into the living room. |
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| One side of the basement. | The other side of the basement. | Laundry Room |
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| Garage | From the small lawn space to the sliding doors | The rest of the lawn thing. |