1) Drywall dust.
Seriously, drywall dust is to flippers as a big, hairy tarantula is to an arachnophobe.
I hate it. The stuff gets everywhere! I’ve lost count of the number of shop vacs we’ve burned up
cleaning up drywall dust. It finds its way into every crevice of the house and your body. The only
way I’ve found to even modestly control it is to hang plastic over the doors of the rooms where
the work is being performed, but even then it’s everywhere.
If you are a regular follower of Fliposaurus.com, you know that we are big advocates of making sure your place has excellent curb appeal. Most buyers make a decision whether to buy a house before they ever walk inside, so curb appeal is critical.
Here are some before-and-after photos of a house we recently flipped. When we purchased the house, which was painted aqua, it was barely visible from the street because of three large trees. We removed the trees and then began work on the house.
Here’s a little tip that will save you some aggravation.
Do you see the photo of my hand full of keys? Do you know why they are piled up in my palm? Because I hung them on a hook in my office without tagging them.
Why did I do that?
Because once upon a time I was sure I would always remember which key went to which flip house.
The ice machine in my refrigerator quit working. I had Jefe take a look, and he
said, “Oh, that’s the wansomjigit clamp on your fanulesprocket pump.”
Or, at least that’s the way I heard it. I said, “Really. How do you know?”
He laughed and said, “Well, what else could it be?”
I have been studying and reading about flipping for several years. I’m very anxious to make the
leap. I’m handy and can do most of the work myself and figure to save a ton on contractor costs.
1) Do it right, and you can retire to a fabulous Caribbean villa.
2) Chicks dig flippers.
2A) If you’re a chick, there’s nothing hotter than a babe in a tool belt!
This blog doesn’t have as much to do with house flipping as it does to simply further document my rapid descent into grumpy old manhood.
Over the years, Jefe and I have looked at hundreds of houses, and some of them have been real stinkers. I mean, they smelled really bad.
Last week, we looked at a prospective flip house that turned out to be the King of Rancid, the Sultan of Stinky, the Gargantuan of Gag.
Modern families want spacious master bathrooms with a double vanity so both working parents can get ready at the same time.
However, older bathrooms were often smaller and not constructed to accommodate a double vanity. This can be a deal killer for families with two working parents.
Jefe and I have started on a new house. We found one that needs some serious work, but we got it at the right price.
Well, the right price for Fliposaurus. I’m paying a bigger price.