When in the process of buying a house, there are things that we certainly do not think of. We’re all, “oh, look at the cute yard” and “ooooh, the Christmas tree will go THERE!” The realtor smiles and upsells these very things, nudging along these happy thoughts in our minds so that they can sell, sell, sell.
What they should be focusing on, however, is making you buy a bigger house. When we bought our 3 bedroom, 1 bath house, the realtor never said to us “you know, if there’s only one bedroom for each person, there’s never a chance to sleep alone.” Or, “you know, if one of you has the plague and must spend 90% of the time on the throne, the other one is screwed.” Or even worse, “if both of you have the plague, there’s going to be quite a fight for that one bathroom.”
We experienced just that problem this weekend, when whatever horrible disease Owen brought home was passed along to both Dave and myself. For so much of this weekend I wanted to be curled up alone, either in bed, or on our lone bathroom floor. But unfortunately, when we bought this house we never considered wanting to sleep alone, or spend every waking moment in the bathroom without consideration that someone else might need to use that bathroom.
I will spare the details, but let’s just say that our next house will include an extra bed and bathrooms-a-plenty.