Whoa, that's my face.
House hunting is exhausting and stress balls. Our epic journey to find "the one" has me reminiscing to dating (dear lord, I'm glad that's over) and how similar the processes really are. After all, both are big decisions that you have to live with for a good chunk of time. Granted, no loans are involved in finding your husband (at least not with mine).
1. Don't fall in love too fast. Otherwise, you're going to realize some slut with a bigger pocketbook has already snatched up your dream casa, or some chick with better hair and longer legs (aka everyone) has batted her eyelashes and stolen your McDreamy. Don't rush; get the facts.
2. Pictures can be deceiving. Sure, he may look like Brad Pitt's baby-face younger brother. The rooms may look bigger than the fupa dangling over my belt... but look again. His profile picture is probably from ten years ago, pre-beer gut and receding hairline. And the house's photographer just happened to have a wide-angle lens to amplify the closet-like room you thought was bigger than Kim Kardashian's buns.
3. Look under the surface. Sure, the house may look amazing. Hardwood floors. Crown molding. Impeccable backyard. Your man may seem like the cheese whiz to your enchilada. Gorgeous. Good manners. Likes puppies. But when the inspections are completed, you may discover that the foundation is crumbling, and your Prince Charming is just an unemployed, loser troll still living under his mamma's roof.
4. You always wanna go for the one that's out of your league. Every single time. I don't recommend this. He's always going to think he can do better. And your mortgage payment won't care about your shopping obssession.
5. Everyone has an opinion. Really, him? Really, that house? Some times this can be good and insightful; other times it feels like someone is taking a massive dump on our parade. If you don't have anything nice to say, keep that flapper zipped cause I don't wanna hear it.
I blogged over at My Happy Thought today. Lauren is the shizz. Go check it out!