We bought our first home in the summer of 2009. Of course, we had a home inspector come check the place out. Half way through his inspection, he asked me if I'm handy. I said I had a few tools and a little experience. He smiled and said I should be ok then.
Nothing was falling apart or dangerous in our new home, but it had been neglected for several years. Ours was the first home the inspector had ever highlighted cleaning the gutters in red ink to indicate the urgency of the task.
The walls were dingy and poorly painted. The carpets were tired. The backyard layout had been sketched by a toddler during a bumpy car ride. The kitchen was the worst, with few cabinets, peeling countertop, and a general feeling of uncleanliness.
On the plus side, it was in a decent neighbourhood, it was the size we were looking for (three bedrooms, ~1500 ft), and the structure was solid. First we scrubbed, then we painted, then we let our bank account catch up for a while. The plunge into the housing market didn't leave us with much extra cash for big renovations, so we took some time to plan what we wanted to do.
Between that summer and now, Pinterest was invented.
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