Waiting to exhail

That pretty much what life feels like. It was a long, long winter. Hubby had no work with the flooring place. After all, he doesn't have his own truck and tools, so he can only work as a helper. But how the heck can you buy a truck and tools if you aren't working? Anyway, hubby is moving on in another direction.

In the meantime we have been trying to form our exit plan. Exit from this house, from this city. I have been packing everything I don't use often in bins which we put in the garage. After all, this house is so tiny there is no place to move things to make room to do any work. Fixing this house is utter frustration.

We thought about selling as is, but reconsidered when we found out our only buyers would be contractors who want to buy insanely low and gut the house to the studs and start over. I went over the house in my head:

• Roof - good
• Bedrooms - need paint
• Bathroom - mostly cosmetic
• Living room - needs a wall built, paint and sills around the windows, ceiling in hallway
• Kitchen - needs the other side returned to a laundry area so we can reclaim the 3rd (tiny) bedroom as a bedroom
• Electric - need 220 put in
• Gas - need new meter installed (free) so we can turn off the gas and hook up new pipe to the stove
• Floors - need tile in the kitchen and carpet in the living room
• Siding - some fixing here and there
• Garage - needs a new roof and new garage door. 

So we need some work done but then we can sell for full price,WAY more than what a contractor would pay. To ease the frustration, we found out a neighbor knows how to do all the work and he will work for a reasonable price, some of it on the barter plan.

My hubby made a valiant effort to finish all the projects first hubby started and abandoned over the years. But hubby never worked with frame homes. Our homes are really different than the re bar-reinforced solid concrete and brick fortresses they live in over in Europe. Our neighbor lives in the same type house we do, same lay-out and everything. It's easy for him.

In other news, my older daughter got married to a really great guy (second marriage for both). The wedding was wonderful and hubby got to walk her down the isle.