Well my dears - looks like we have ourselves a house. A true suburban abode right in the midst of northern Atlanta's neighborhoodacropolis.
About two days after our heartbreaker (Loosing a Bidding War) we went to the other side of suburbia to check out a new listing. The price was the same as the heartbreaker as was most of the finishes and square footage. The yard of the new one was nicer, but it felt a lot more like a typical neighborhood kind of house - Mr. Suburbia. Less character than the one we loved. So...we decided to keep on a-lookin'. Then an interesting prospect out near the heartbreaker came on the market. A four side brick ranch with a partial unfinished basement, a pool and a 1 acre fairly private lot. We went, we saw, we liked, we offered. I barely slept that night. I woke up wondering if we made a horrible mistake. We loved everything about the house, but it was rather tiny. At about 1800 square feet and only 3 bedroom and 2 bathrooms we wondered how we were going to have two kids + my home office + room for in-laws to come stay. The unfortunate reality was - we wouldn't. Sure people do it all the time. The kids have to bunk together a few days while the grandparents squeeze into a full size bed in the other kid room. But where does my office go? I need space for all the drawing storage...However, this house was the exact same price as Mr. Suburbia on the other side of town. And Mr. Suburbia had 6 bedrooms and 3.5 bathrooms and no pool or septic tank to have to maintain. Crap...now what do we do?