I have a tape measure, a notebook and pen, a headfull of questions, an oven thermometer and a big ass flashlight in my purse. And no, I’m not doing a home inspection, I’m just meeting the guy who is on my lunch break. And I’ll bet people like me annoy the boogers out of home inspectors.

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No, actually he was very nice to me on the phone and asked if I’d like to stay for the whole thing, but I have to work the rest of the day, so I plan to only pester him for about a half-hour.

I haven’t bought a house since I was 19 (I’m now 34) and I’m a little nervous. Any advice on what to look for? Questions to ask?




Another busy day. Much of the focus of this one is getting a bunch of loan paperwork pulled together. Because my husband and I are going to buy a house. I mean, if we don’t fail the last-minute credit check and if the sewer system repair estimate comes back less than 3.6 trillion dollars and if the sky doesn’t fall first…

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