Without fully intending to, Jeremy and I are buying a house.
We were perfectly content living in our 2 bedroom apartment in Columbia Heights in the heart of NW Washington DC. It’s a 10-minute bike ride from my office, and it has everything we need within walking distance–a farmer’s market, a dog park, many of our best friends, and the beautiful Meridian Hill Park.
But we are both planners. And dreamers. We knew that ‘one day’ we’d want a larger place–something with a yard for Olive and more bedrooms. So we started casually browsing the real estate market just to see what was out there. We thought we were so clever to only look at short sales (which are notorious for taking months if not years to purchase and often fall through) since we weren’t serious about moving anyways.
Fast forward to today–we are closing on a 100-year old row house in Petworth on Friday. When we walked inside the house for the very first time, it was not in great shape. The home had been very badly neglected and every room was full of junk piled up taller then me.
But we could see our future there. We could see past it’s current state to what it will one day become. So we bought it. Holy shit, we bought a house and it’s a complete disaster! Everything is broken–the roof, the ceiling, the boiler, the hot water heater, the stove, the front porch, the windows…the list goes on and on. But as Jeremy’s mom would say, these are not problems, but challenges that we can overcome.
Jeremy and I are excited to take on this immense challenge for different reasons. Jeremy is very handy and fixes everything he can get his hands on–including many of the properties he manages. He’s ready to level up to a larger project, and is eagerly awaiting the day when we get the keys so he can start replacing walls and trim, repairing ceilings, refinishing floors, and anything else he can get his hands on. Meanwhile I’ve been toying with the idea of a quarter-life-crisis career change into a more creative and entrepreneurial industry such as interior design. What better way to test the waters than to re-design my own house from scratch? If nothing else, I will at least get the home of my dreams out of it.
I’m starting this blog to document the process of restoring this home to its true glory. Hopefully it’ll be both entertaining and useful. So follow along as we act as our own general contractor, handy(wo)man, designer, and project manager.
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Good luck you two!!
I told mom yesterday that I didn’t want to see the inside of this joint
until you had maybe 60+ days to fumigate it and fix it up.
I was wrong.
Maybe see you in 100 days?
Congrats, and nice blog! I know you don’t want to get too specific, but it would be interesting to know how much you save at the end of the process by doing these renovations and buying the house below market rate. Will it be mostly the satisfaction of having improved it, or will there be a large financial advantage, too? (she says from her studio apartment).