I found the perfect house
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@Bernard said in I found the perfect house:
enfilade
This was not a word I’m familiar with, so I googled.
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a volley of gunfire directed along a line from end to end.
"they were mown down by an enfilade of artillery" -
a suite of rooms with doorways in line with each other.
@ShiroKuro I'm familiar with it due to being a lover of châteaux. If you've ever been in an old château, you'll have experienced the long rows of rooms that all have a doorway--usually without doors--along one wall of the building, allowing one to see from one end to the other.
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@ShiroKuro I'm familiar with it due to being a lover of châteaux. If you've ever been in an old château, you'll have experienced the long rows of rooms that all have a doorway--usually without doors--along one wall of the building, allowing one to see from one end to the other.
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@ShiroKuro I was in Versailles once. That's the only time I've been in one.
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@Bernard said in I found the perfect house:
enfilade
This was not a word I’m familiar with, so I googled.
noun
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a volley of gunfire directed along a line from end to end.
"they were mown down by an enfilade of artillery" -
a suite of rooms with doorways in line with each other.
@ShiroKuro new word to me too. In Brooklyn we called that a railroad flat.
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@ShiroKuro new word to me too. In Brooklyn we called that a railroad flat.
@rustyfingers I shared more than one railroad apartment in my early years in NY. Not ideal for those who value privacy.
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Same
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@wtg said in I found the perfect house:
Under contract. Not surprised.
Oh well, I didn't really want to move anyway....
Lovely house. Sorry you missed your shot.
Last July I saw a new listing and called the agent. She said I could come see it that moment. It was Saturday. Monday I put in an offer, one of four they got that weekend. There was a ‘best and final’ round, we rebid and won, not on price but on terms (no mortgage contingency).
All this happened before the planned open house the following Sunday.
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@wtg said in I found the perfect house:
Under contract. Not surprised.
Oh well, I didn't really want to move anyway....
Lovely house. Sorry you missed your shot.
Last July I saw a new listing and called the agent. She said I could come see it that moment. It was Saturday. Monday I put in an offer, one of four they got that weekend. There was a ‘best and final’ round, we rebid and won, not on price but on terms (no mortgage contingency).
All this happened before the planned open house the following Sunday.
@jon-nyc said in I found the perfect house:
Last July I saw a new listing and called the agent. She said I could come see it that moment. It was Saturday. Monday I put in an offer, one of four they got that weekend. There was a ‘best and final’ round, we rebid and won, not on price but on terms (no mortgage contingency).
All this happened before the planned open house the following Sunday.
Yep, that’s how to do it. And that’s how the nice ones go, very fast!
Well, not even super nice ones, just the normal ones too sometimes. When we sold our house in 2023, it went pretty fast and to the buyer who offer the all-cash purchase.
We got very lucky with our purchase last year that we didn’t have to compete with a cash buyer.
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Nice. Nice enough to check it on Google maps.
I have to ask, what's with the house numbering?
419 is next to 501? And where is 417?
The other side of the road is equally baffling. Seems you have houses backing on to each other ascending in number but on different roads if they are odd or even. And some numbers simply missing.
But looking there is only one 815 no other odd 800's.@AndyD said in I found the perfect house:
Nice. Nice enough to check it on Google maps.
I have to ask, what's with the house numbering?
419 is next to 501? And where is 417?
The other side of the road is equally baffling. Seems you have houses backing on to each other ascending in number but on different roads if they are odd or even. And some numbers simply missing.
But looking there is only one 815 no other odd 800's.A man with an eye for detail.
The 515 and the 603 addresses are on Beverly, the N/S street. So that's why there's an odd numbered address for that corner house on the north side of Euclid.
Oh, and I highly recommend In Town Electric. Tom and his crew do excellent work.
The skipped numbers are a mystery to me, too. Here's another example of novel numbering even closer to (my) home:
The numbers on Miner, the E/W street at the bottom: 2004, 2016, 2022, 2106??, 2112, 2118, 2122. Delivery drivers and substitute mailmen are forever and a day delivering packages to 2106 that belong to 2016. And vice versa. I know this with certainty.
The numbers on Prindle, the N/S street on the left: no number (it's actually 211), then the house on the corner which has two numbers, 215 and 225. Its real address is 215; there is no 225. I think that's just a Google glitch.
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Can you imagine writing a few hundred years ago to your Aunt at
7th house north of
The Swan Inn
Great Snoring
NorfolkHowever probably worked well as everyone knew their neighbours.
Sorry you missed out on the house. It did seem to have a lot of spotlights in rooms away from those expansive windows, which suggested low ceilings and darker areas.
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My friend Susan and I went for a walk and included the perfect house on our route. The exterior, at least, was as nice as the listing photos.
We often stop and look at landscaping features or interesting approaches to architecture. Just before we got to the perfect house, we noticed a house with an interesting placement of the front door and stopped on the sidewalk to talk about whether the design was original or part of a remodel; we do that a lot. We walked on a block or so and saw another house that had the same design, and we stopped there to do some more analysis. A woman came out of the house, and I figured she was going to ask us why we were staring at her house and threatening to hail the police, so I called out to her that we loved the way her house looked. She replied "I know who you are. I'm Dr. X!". Dr X was my ophthalmologist for probably 30 years until she retired about 8 years ago.
Apparently she recognized me from my haircut. Must be distinctive as I've had any number of people ID me from it.
Susan and I stopped to talk to Dr X for a while. She gave us the skinny on the perfect house. She said the house was mobbed the day the listing went live, The listing price was $750K. A bidding war ensued and it finally went under contract for....a million dollars.
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My friend Susan and I went for a walk and included the perfect house on our route. The exterior, at least, was as nice as the listing photos.
We often stop and look at landscaping features or interesting approaches to architecture. Just before we got to the perfect house, we noticed a house with an interesting placement of the front door and stopped on the sidewalk to talk about whether the design was original or part of a remodel; we do that a lot. We walked on a block or so and saw another house that had the same design, and we stopped there to do some more analysis. A woman came out of the house, and I figured she was going to ask us why we were staring at her house and threatening to hail the police, so I called out to her that we loved the way her house looked. She replied "I know who you are. I'm Dr. X!". Dr X was my ophthalmologist for probably 30 years until she retired about 8 years ago.
Apparently she recognized me from my haircut. Must be distinctive as I've had any number of people ID me from it.
Susan and I stopped to talk to Dr X for a while. She gave us the skinny on the perfect house. She said the house was mobbed the day the listing went live, The listing price was $750K. A bidding war ensued and it finally went under contract for....a million dollars.
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My friend Susan and I went for a walk and included the perfect house on our route. The exterior, at least, was as nice as the listing photos.
We often stop and look at landscaping features or interesting approaches to architecture. Just before we got to the perfect house, we noticed a house with an interesting placement of the front door and stopped on the sidewalk to talk about whether the design was original or part of a remodel; we do that a lot. We walked on a block or so and saw another house that had the same design, and we stopped there to do some more analysis. A woman came out of the house, and I figured she was going to ask us why we were staring at her house and threatening to hail the police, so I called out to her that we loved the way her house looked. She replied "I know who you are. I'm Dr. X!". Dr X was my ophthalmologist for probably 30 years until she retired about 8 years ago.
Apparently she recognized me from my haircut. Must be distinctive as I've had any number of people ID me from it.
Susan and I stopped to talk to Dr X for a while. She gave us the skinny on the perfect house. She said the house was mobbed the day the listing went live, The listing price was $750K. A bidding war ensued and it finally went under contract for....a million dollars.