Me, pleasant chit chat about a vacation and move to Florida.
Some peeps: Let me ruin Florida for you. Did you know it has allergies, flood zones, and crime statistics? We know you have never seen crime statistics before. Let me explain them to you.
First, thank you for all of your awesome suggestions and taking the time to let me know about all the cool places. We really appreciate it. We will now have to check out Virginia, because we’ve never been.
Second, having read several comments that have assumed that I was 14 and outright berated me for my lack of wisdom, I feel compelled to clear some things up.
I have moved 12 times since I was 16 years old. Seven of those while Gordon was in the military. Because I have moved so often, I have a decent workable knowledge of real estate and relocation in general.
Purchasing real estate requires specific knowledge. For example, if I am buying a property in Texas and it has its own well, my first question is going to be dug, bored, or drilled? Because if it’s anything but drilled, I am walking away. There are other relevant questions. How old is the well? Am I going to have to drill a new well in 10 years? When was the well water tested last? Is there a company that maintains the well? What’s the water quality and flow rate? If there is a well, there is a septic tank. Where is the septic tank? How far is the well from the house and the septic drain field? Is there a company that maintains the septic? For how many occupants has the septic been rated? What sort of septic is it? Will I have to replace the drain field and if so, is it going to contaminate my well water? I have never had a house with a well. I know all this, because I am a professional writer who is good at research and careful with her money. I worked very hard for it.
Gordon was born and grew up in Florida. When he arrives to Florida, within a week he can breathe clearly and stops itching. When we return to Texas, he has to take a Zyrtec every day or his skin feels like it’s on fire. 🙂
We are familiar with Cocoa Beach, Jacksonville, St. Augustine, Orlando, Tampa, Clearwater, St. Petersburg, Seaside, and the Keys. And by familiar I mean visited during different times of year and have remained for a considerable amount of time, not just sat in a hotel. When I say I hate Orlando, it’s because we lived there for several weeks.
We know about hurricane shutters, impact proof windows, deed restrictions, flood insurance, and sink holes. Having moved 12 times, we know to check crime statistics, taxes, elevation, and proximity to nearest grocery store, gym, and hospital. We know about the Scientologists in Clearwater, carnival folks who once wintered in Gibsonton, and junkies at Cocoa beach. We know about Palmetto bugs. We lived in Savannah, GA for several years, where they thought they were our house pets.
We have seen a gator up close. We have seen it climb a chain link fence.
We have been to Texas coast. We know what it looks like. We smelled it. We saw Rockport before the hurricane and after. Our neighbor’s condo still hasn’t been repaired because the insurance companies are dragging their feet.
We have been to California. During his time in the Navy, Gordon was stationed in San Diego for 4 years.
We’ve lived in Portland, Oregon. We’ve seen the coast. We’ve driven to Astoria.
The reason why I hate gated communities is because before making it as a writer, I was a legal secretary who worked for an Atlanta law firm that dealt specifically in HOA disputes. I have seen an HOA level a $25 per day fine because there was a crack across one of the driveways leading to the house and the homeowner failed to repair it within their time period. You have no idea to what depths a retired lawyer with nothing to do will go when he thinks his neighbor’s Pomeranian is barking too much for the 15 minutes the poor dog is permitted outside.
I have to date bought and sold several properties, never at a loss, so when you are writing a comment, please address me as another able-minded adult. 🙂 Nobody likes being talked down to, and normally I have a longer fuse, but I am still pretty tired.
Here is a cute kitten for you.
Do not be mean to this kitten. I am warning you. 🙂 There are limits.