We've lived in this house for about a year and a half, now. It's adequate for our family of four, it's in a quiet neighborhood, where we know our neighbors (and aren't afraid of them), and the price is right. The problem with this house is it's been an abused and neglected rental for years. The doors are patched around the doorknobs, where someone must have kicked them in. There are large dents and poor patches in the walls. The last time the interior was painted, huge patches of wall and ceiling got missed, and paint was rolled onto the windows and spilled on the carpet. The trim work has separated from the walls in many places. Even the kitchen cabinets (which must have been taken from other houses, as they are quite mismatched) are sagging from the cieling, and the lower cabinets wobble from side to side. Nobody ever loved this house.
My hope is that over the next few months this house can come to be a reflection of the love I have for my family, and the appreciation I have for my husband, who makes it possible for me to stay home with our children.