Today we checked out a real bargain — close to transit, decent size, enormous back yard - all for $240,000 (a good deal for Mansfield). We toured the house with mounting interest (a new addition with potlights, that's nice; a new kitchen, that's a plus; okay, the bedroom has wood paneling; we can work with that).
Inevitably, Beny has to use the toilet (I swear, for Benjamin house-hunting is the world's most potent laxative), so we go to the small bathroom off the kitchen. While I'm overseeing the process, I notice that the floor has significant sagging in the middle. What's more, small toadstool mushrooms are growing out of the middle of the bathroom floor. "That's odd," I think.
(Sorry, no pictures! I wished I'd brought the camera now)
Meanwhile, G. emerges from a tour of the basement with our agent, saying "Uh, you have got to check out the basement. Look up and to your right." So I finish up Ben and go downstairs to a dirt floor basement. I look up at the beams, which run under the first floor (including the bathroom). They are completely rotten; I can sink a fingernail into one easily.
It's a miracle the house is still standing, and we get the hell out as fast as we can.
Caveat emptor
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I've heard the housing market is going a bit soft down there - more proof :)
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