There is nothing like sitting at your dining room table while a home inspector who just spent the last two hours of his life crawling over inch of my home explain his findings to the couple who gave me some money and signed a contract saying they will buy it. Pretty much it was like eating a big slice of humble pie.
Over the last eight years, we have worked to fix up our house piece by piece. A lot of blood sweat and tears. But there were some things that we just never did, mostly because it didn't make sense to do them until we also did a larger project or because though ugly, it was functional and since we weren't thinking of moving anytime soon, we were comfortable waiting until we could do it right. Things changed and we found ourselves moving and then our thought was why invest thousands of dollars into a house when we probably won't get it out in a down market.
So I got to listen to the inspector talk about sticky doors, bad gutters, a roof with issues and many other things. The sticky doors are just a product of older houses that swell and contract with heat and humidity. Currently things have swelled just a bit and they stick slightly. In the spring and fall they are perfect and in the winter just a touch loose. The gutters are bad, no doubt about that. They don't drain water well and need some work. But there was no sense doing them until the roof was taken care of first. When we bought the place, the owners had just put a steel roof over two layers of shingles. Not something I would ever do. They also did a horseshit job of it. Sure it didn't leak but it because it was over two layers of shingles (which shrink and expand too), it meant that once every couple years I had to spend an afternoon up on the roof tightening screws down. They also did a terrible job around the chimney pipe with the tin job so it required a new caulk job every couple years to prevent leaking. The thing that bugged me most was that they joined two different roofs with two different slopes with one long piece of tin which meant that there was an air space between the two different slopes that caused the tin to bow down in that area. To top it off, the roof installers lapped the tin most of the way over the gutters rendering the non-functional. None of these problems were critical, none caused any functional problems but all didn't sit well with the anal retentive side of my personality. If I had tons of money, I would have torn it all off and done it properly but I fought it off with the cheaper side of me that said well lets just wait until the roof needs work and do it all of once. Well that hadn't happened yet and so here I am eating my humble pie feeling like a complete jerk trying to pawn off a sorry excuse for a house.
Fortunately, the buyers seem to take it all in stride and I have propped up my bruised ego by telling myself that it is still the best house in its price range around town despite all its flaws. I suppose I'll know how it all plays out in a few more days after they have a chance to talk with the realtor. All this has reawakened my desire to someday build my own house where I am in control of my destiny instead of inheriting other peoples problems. Until then, I'm just going to have to learn to like some humble pie now and then.
(Post addendum: The realtor called back and said the home buyers were okay with the inspection and the last hurdle is the home appraisal which I am sure will come in more than the loan. I am beginning to breath much easier.)