I couldn't go to bed tonight without posting about our first official day of house hunting. Our Realtor was actually unable to show us houses today, but he had a coworker take us to several houses that we were wanting to look at in a nice neighborhood we have our eye on.
Clint and I both had one particular house high on our list of favorites just by seeing the information and photos on the internet. We were both very excited to see it in person. We come in the house and it is obvious the house has been lived in, but that they recently moved out. There were some things I found strange... it didn't look like they really took the time to clean it very much after moving out. There was one hole in the wall behind a door where the doorknob had banged into the wall. These things, however, seemed fairly minor. They could be fixed, or cleaned so we continued to look with somewhat interest.
We looked through the entire house and were getting a pretty good feeling about it in general, when we decided to check out the garage. I reached for the door and the moment I opened the door, this stench hit me in the face. I said, "What is that smell?!" We slowly entered the room, staying close to the door and quickly scanned the room. Clint was the first to mention the refrigerator. As I focused my gaze on the refrigerator, I looked in horror at the pool of blood leaking out of it. I just stood, frozen, trying to reason with myself that it wasn't what it looked like. In what seemed like slow motion, Clint reached for the door to open it, as I screamed inside my head... "Don't open it, I don't want to see what's inside!" But the words didn't come out. As the door to the freezer opened, the stench grew more and more disgusting. I was feeling sick at my stomach and I felt like I was about to be traumatized by what I saw. I was so scared to see what it was. The entire freezer, from top to bottom, was full of raw, rotting meat. Disgusting!!! Yet, I have never been more relieved to see rotting meat in my life. We quickly closed the door, while commenting on how disgusting it was, and left the garage as quickly as possible.
As we got back into fresh air, the Realtor asked... "If you could block that out, what did you think about the rest of the house?" I think I literally laughed and shook my head saying, "I can't block that out!" The rest of the day I haven't been able to block that out and I think I may have nightmares about it.
What kind of person would leave raw, rotting meat in the house they are trying to sell??? Some people are so crazy...
On a better note, we did see some really nice houses with no rotting meat in them. We have 2 houses that we are still interested in that we saw today. We are keeping them on our list and perhaps we will go back to see them next week.
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House-hunting checklist:
3 bedrooms
2 baths
dining area
no rotting meat
Oh man, April--I was so geared up to be traumatized with you! I've never been so relieved to *read* about rotting meat before!
EWWW! What in the world?!? Those people must not be in a big hurry to sell their house. That is just bizarre!
LOL Welcome to Oklahoma! Wow. ;oD I hope the rest of your search is more pleasant!
Update at 2:38 a.m.: I am up after having nightmares about that yucky house. I Felt sick to my stomach and incredibly creeped out. I thought I would play on the computer until I felt less icky.
seriously that's the craziest thing i've ever heard of when looking at a house! who in their right mind would WANT to buy a house they saw with rotting meat in it?! eww eww eww! i'd be having nightmares too!
I'm so glad it was rotting meat and not what we all imagined it could have been.
Gross! That house is definitely out! If they are willing to have rotting meat in the garage, what else do they have hiding and rotting inside!?
OK, so I totally thought you were gonna say there was a human head or something, so I was relieved to hear it was just meat......BUT that is still really nasty!
what in the world??!!
you make me laugh - thanks for sharing
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