It seems to be a running joke in my extended family that I am ALWAYS on the look-out for our house. Whenever Tucker is applying for jobs, I look at the area and then start searching the housing market to see what’s available. I don’t see it as an “obsession” so much as a being prepared. Laugh if you want but that’s how I roll.
Tucker’s been applying to some places in Decatur, AL and of course I hopped on the internet to see what I could find.
In no time flat I had found a really cool Victorian house that begged me to buy it.
Maybe it was the ghosts?
I’m hoping that the house is slanted because the person taking the picture didn’t quite know how to hold the camera but I guess we’ll cross that bridge if we ever get to it.
Cute house. The ramp needs to go.
Then I saw this picture:
My first thought was that if any house is haunted then it would be this one. The HUGE cross on the wall didn’t help. Either this home owner is REALLY religious or they need a REALLY big cross to fight the ghosts.
Is that the Virgin Mary on the front door? Now I’m thinking that the person is just really religious. That’s cool, but if that front door has one of those tacky press-on films on the front door to make it look like stained glass then it’s coming down, Virgin Mary or not.
So then I see this picture and I think what a cool landing! There’s even room for a table and a chair. This house must be really big! Then I noticed that one of the spindles on the staircase was missing. I told Tucker that was PROOF that the place was haunted since it was the perfect location for a couple to get in to a fight and then for someone to get knocked over the stairs.
Tucker’s response? “It’s child sized.”
I really don’t want a house that’s haunted by a kid.
That takes the creepiness to a whole new level.