What I Didn’t Know When I Moved Into a Historic Home
In real estate, things often don’t turn out the way you’d expect. In this series, we take a look at how people’s real-life experiences differed from their expectations.
This year, my house will celebrate its 125th birthday.
And I must say—after more than a century, my Queen Anne Victorian house looks good for her age. My friends covet the charm of my kitchen. And the cliché is true—older houses simply are better made than newer models. Built in the days before drywall and nail guns, my house has walls of solid cypress. The windows are old-fashioned New Orleans bubble glass, the floors are pine heartwood, and the porch railings are actual cast iron.
I’m living the dream, right? Click here to continue reading.
In real estate, things often don’t turn out the way you’d expect. In this series, we take a look at how people’s real-life experiences differed from their expectations.
This year, my house will celebrate its 125th birthday.
And I must say—after more than a century, my Queen Anne Victorian house looks good for her age. My friends covet the charm of my kitchen. And the cliché is true—older houses simply are better made than newer models. Built in the days before drywall and nail guns, my house has walls of solid cypress. The windows are old-fashioned New Orleans bubble glass, the floors are pine heartwood, and the porch railings are actual cast iron.
I’m living the dream, right? Click here to continue reading.