Rants and Raves

House Hunter: Milford Edition

Houses are like boyfriends, you never forget your first.

I clearly remember the day my Realtor opened up the front door of what is now my home. It was during the real estate bubble and every listing proved how much of a sellers' market it really was. The houses we’d been looking at were overpriced and not especially well taken care of. It didn’t seem to matter. If you didn’t buy it, it was gone. You didn’t have time to be choosy about location, condition or square footage. For first-time home buyers, getting into the market was more important than the investment you were ultimately making. We’d looked at some real dumps. I’m not kidding, there was a place in Mendon that was a unfinished frame with a host of wild animals living inside. House hunting wasn’t fun, it was depressing. I wasn’t looking…

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