If you missed {Part 1} you can find it here.
We all walked up the front porch stairs and before even reaching the door, we could smell the most terrible smell coming from the inside of the house. Our realtor unlocked the door and we walked in. The smell was overwhelming! It smelled like stale pee, and like something had died. The carpet was a complete disaster. Black stains were all over it. It was filthy. The floor was sinking in some by the front door. The walls were all the most terrible colors. The living room, dining room, and kitchen had brown walls and there was also the ugliest red wall in the living room. There was cat hair everywhere. The bathrooms still had hair all over them. The toilets were stained, the shower and tubs were disgusting.
You can imagine as I went through the house, all the thoughts that were going through my mind. "How can people live like this?" "Why would anyone let there house get so dirty?" "This is disgusting!" "I can not live here!" "There is no way to fix all of this!" I may have said one or more of those thoughts out-loud to Nathan.
Now my husband worked construction for many years. He built beautiful homes and does amazing work. He is also incredible at figuring out how to do things he has never done before. He is not a quitter, he loves DIY projects, and unlike myself, he saw great opportunity in this house...I only saw a disgusting mess that smelled worse than anything I had ever smelled.
As I walked through the house telling my husband how I couldn't live with the colors that way, or with the carpet that dirty, or with toilets that stained...he just kept telling me that he could fix all of those things for me. I wanted to believe everything he was telling me, but it was a little hard to believe at that moment because it was overwhelming. But I knew that we were on a very tight budget and other than the smell and the filth in the house, everything else was fine. The owners had not gone through the house and torn out ceiling fans, broken windows, knocked holes in the walls, or smoked in the house. All of which are things we found in most of the other houses we looked at.
All the other houses we looked at were either in worse condition, or we just simply did not like the layout of the house, or size of the yard. We both kept thinking about the first house we had looked at. We prayed about it and a few days later, met back up with our realtor to put an offer in on the house.
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