So I have been looking at buying a new house. It is on the same street as my sister, bigger than my current one (finally a dining room!), within walking distance of a great park, closer to work (by .2 mile but I could actually walk there without having to arm myself), better neighborhood. On the other hand, it needs a ton of cosmetic work as well as a new bathroom and kitchen.
I have lived in my current house for the past 14 years, and owned it the past 6. Before I lived there a family had lived there since at least 1930 (per census records, I know, I am a total dork). The thought of selling the house to some slumlord that is going to rent it to some crappy tenant, or even worse - college kids, makes me so sad.
The new house does make so much more sense, I guess I am just scared of the unknown. Am I crazy or are these normal feeling to have about a new house and letting go of the old one?


The simple things right?