When we decided to go from renters to homeowners I would have scoffed at anyone that told me I would soon own a 1960s ranch. I had envisioned a brick two story with lots of character and wood molding. Being fresh college graduates, our budget had a different idea. The character filled homes that were obtainable for us also housed leaking roofs and sketchy foundations. Way too many stressors for a fresh marriage and shallow remodel budget.
A couple of tours and numerous drive-bys of the ranch followed. I had succumb to the idea that this house wasn't my dream home, but would be a good investment. It was in a well established neighborhood and received a gleaming home inspection. We jumped in feet first with the assurance that Lowe's is around the corner and my 'fix it all' father was a phone call away.
Flick on your lava lamp and slip on your hip huggers. Here's your brief tour.
Did you find the Jesus shrine?