December 10, 2010
Six months ago, we made an offer on a short sale property in Orlando. In its current form, the house is kind of an ugly duckling. The previous owners abandoned the property a year ago, so the yard is a mess. The pool was home to at least 2000 tadpoles when we first saw it.
For unexplained reasons, several bathroom vanities have been ripped out...and replaced with wine racks. All of cabinet door pulls in the house are in the shape of grapes.
The previous owners had dogs.
An eight-foot tree limb recently crashed through the screened lanai and fell into the pool, chipping off several pieces of tile.
The owners attempted to take the laundry room wash tub and several pieces of drywall with them when they moved out. Unsuccessfully.
Currently, the house is occupied by an illegal renter who has five flat screen television sets mounted to the living room wall, along with a seven-foot sailfish.
I may or may not have peeked through the windows.
The list goes on.
Despite, or maybe because of all of its problems, my husband and I love neighborhood and the floor plan and kept our fingers crossed that it would work out.
In a few weeks, the house will be ours.
Assuming we can get the illegal renter/squatter to move out.