January 7, 2007, 2:20 PM - In my stinky apartment:
So, this is the prospect: Purchase an 1891 Victorian commercial building in a desirable, close-in Southeast Portland neighborhood, for a price that is hard to believe. I guess some people may consider the following a small hiccup, or catch if you will... it has a considerable list. It's leaning to the Southeast close to eighteen inches off center. And it needs a new foundation. And there's a tree growing into the basement, which may be causing the list, though it's hard to tell, since the owner's a packrat and has filled the basement and attic to the top with what appears to be various types of old-growth wood molding, some dating to the mid 1800's. And after the big storm we had up here recently, some of the aforementioned tree broke off... not too big of a branch I guess - probably a foot diameter branch about thirty or forty feet long took out part of the gabled dormer up on the roof, which I guess isn't too big of a deal because as you would have guessed, there's already holes in the roof. Though the attic is actually quite dry considering the leaks. I've never used cardboard to patch a roof, but it's actually working pretty well - I think it's got that waxy back treatment that helps the water shedding.
So, I'm in the process of buying it, signing my life away for the next few years, picking through another person's shite. Kind of a disturbing image, but you never know what you may find... There is no record of any purchases of the property before 1990 - the ghosts in the attic are seeking for their story to be told...
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