I've spent the better part of the first of the year grappling with whether or not to sell my little home in Decatur. I immediately fell in love with the house when my realtor friend, Debbie, first showed it to me years ago. I was her first customer. She got to the front door before I did, which is cut glass, peered in at the one-of-a-kind fireplace and exclaimed, "You've got to immediately buy this house, Tim! It's so you!" I did and have always loved it. It is a very happy, happy house, astoundingly full of sunshine. In fact, since the entire front of the house is glass block from floor to ceiling and faces south, it is the brightest place I've ever lived. I love sunshine!! I lived here for around 15 years I guess.
In addition to the generous use of glass blocks for a light and airy feeling and the one-of-a-kind fireplace, the house has many other unique appointments: hand-made cut glass door, arches in many of the doorways, an arched front door entry area, a unique hardwood ceiling in the very unique black and white kitchen that has cool black and white tile work (you can see in the pictures). Aside from the bathrooms, the only room not pictured in the pictures below is the master bedroom. The picture of the yellow room shows part of the downstairs.
I've been renting the house for the past year. Now I'm over the renter scene. The renter completely destroyed the carpet, took the microwave I left in the house, never cut the grass (literally), but otherwise seemed to take good care of the house itself. I thought about renting it again but am, once again, seriously considering moving out to the west coast. I'm in no mood to deal with renters from afar. So I've decided to go ahead and place the home on the market. Selling it makes me sad, really. The house has so many wonderful memories.
I spent the last two days meeting with the realtors I'm going to use and then several contractors. I'm going to have the outside of the house pressure washed and repainted, the inside painted, new carpet installed, and have a dead tree (storm damage), a dying tree (I think the storm must have hurt it too as it is next to the one that exploded, lightning?, in the back yard), and some dead branches from another tree cut and removed. If the contractors do a good job with their work, I'll provide their name and contact information here as a recommendation. The prices were all exceptionally reasonable, and they have come highly recommended.
Decatur still very much retains a small town feeling within the major metropolitan area of Atlanta that swallowed it up. Living in Buckhead, I miss that! These contractors are classic examples; all are locally owned and operated. The tree service guy, for example, said they would show up first of the week to take care of the work. When I asked him how I was to pay him he said, "O, just drop us a check in the mail sometime." Sadly, friendly and easy going are not typical in Atlanta any more.
So, if you're in the market for an adorable 3 bedroom, 1.5 bath with a finished downstairs in Decatur (with no city taxes!), let me know. :o) If your browser doesn't support Flash (shame on you!) and you can not see the rotating images below, simply click any image below the flash player for a larger version (800 pixels wide) of that picture.

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