Nathan here, bringing you up to the minute updates on the housing situation.
We just got back from chaperoning a youth retreat and were greeted with some shocking and disturbing news. Apparently, the house we had our eye on was, in fact, something like the contestents of a vapid reality dating show. Pretty at a cursory glance, but rotten to the core.
We had an inspector from the church go and check it out for us. This is what he does for a living, though for us he did it for free (also, any other houses we would want him to look at. Our church family is amazing). He did it on Friday when Rachel and I were trekking toward Confederate territories and he did a bang up job of it. Apparently it would take about $10,000 dollars just to make the house livable. That's just for the materials.
This is why we wanted the house to be checked out by someone who knew what they were looking at.
This information, coupled with a few other factors (including, but not limited to the $1800 dollars a year for taxes and the fact that it is basically in the neighbor's front yard) has effectively driven us to drag a thick black sharpie across its spot on the list. Things usually are too good to be true.
This is Nathan, signing off.