Our first house hunting experience was back in 2011, here in Jersey. We thought we’d see 3 houses, narrow it down to the best, meet for drinks at a local restaurant and sign the contract. That’s how it works on House Hunters, right? Needless to say, that didn’t happen. So here are some of the memorable house hunting moments from our New Jersey hunt…
The one where if I threw up on the carpet it would have improved it.
The townhouse that was $12,000 in taxes a year. $12,000?? It was townhouse for goodness sake! If we stood in our
yard patch of grass, we could practically hold hands with our neighbors. Not that we would, because we aren’t like that ok? But we could.
The one with the bedroom full of mirrors, so that if you got up in the middle of the night, you might think you were actually born a twin and she has come to murder you and steal your husband and life. If only the mirrors been on the ceiling too…because that would have been a major selling point.
The one where a collector of dolls lived. Is there any collection creepier than that of naked or headless dolls?
The one where the homeowners were unexpectedly still there, cooking a Lobster dinner in the kitchen. NBD.
The one that Dan said to the realtor, “Well…this doesn’t impress me.”
The one that had a cell tower 20 feet from the front door. A perfect jungle gym for future kids.
And my favorite…
The one where there was a phone mounted to the wall, in the bathroom, above the tub. So you can soak and talk on the phone at the same time. Like. A. Boss.