My House.

So about a month ago, my husband and I bought a house. Honestly, while the payoff has been pretty great, the actual house buying experience was one of the most aggravating things I've ever been through. I don't ever want to do it again.

Part of the problem is that Tom and I tend to like different things. He wanted a big house that was in rolling suburbia with a big giant yard, because he said it was like being in the country (except you know, he couldn't do all of the redneck things he wanted to do around prissy suburban neighbors). I wanted to be in a city and close to a walkable downtown. He tended to like modern houses especially ranch homes built in the 70's and 80's and I like older, turn of the century homes. I also tended to be very coldly rational about buying a house, and Tom was pretty emotional about the whole thing which is weird, because he's a pretty level headed guy, except when it comes to this one thing.

Anyway, you can see which one of us won the fight about style. :P



( Cut for a lot of crappy pictures that don't really do the house justice. )