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Before You Buy This House, You Should Know I May Have Defiled It

By Foxy

This is what happens when you leave me alone at an open house. @foxywinepocket | humor | real estate

I LOVE snooping through touring open houses when they go on the real estate market. My freighbors (neighbors who are also friends) and I keep track of the local open houses so we can explore them, critique them, and fantasize about living in them.

As luck would have it, last weekend a large, 1.5 million dollar house went on the market down the street from us. (Some of you might think that sounds like a luxurious mansion on a multi-acre estate, but here in the Bay Area of California, it doesn’t actually buy you all that much.) Still, we had to see it.

So I grabbed some supplies, and my freighbors and I set out to check out the house and give it a test ride. After all, whoever buys this house will be invited to our block parties and our New Year’s Eve parties, so we had to make sure we knew the layout of the house in order to stumble in to use the bathroom or put a passed-out neighbor to bed or anything like that.

When we got there, we had to remove our shoes, and I was pretty pissed about that. I was wearing awesome boots and not awesome socks. (Believe me, I have some really awesome socks, and I would have planned better for the pictures.) Also, the boots really made my outfit. So you’re just going to have to put aside my non-bootness for rest of this article. (I think I was talking to myself there.)

First thing I noticed in the entry way was this sign:

The draperies are too fabulous for you to have. So fabulous I didn't take a picture of them so you won't miss what you can't have.

The draperies are too fabulous for you to have. So fabulous I didn’t take a picture of them so you won’t miss what you can’t have.

I wasn’t even appalled by the bad capitalization and punctuation; it was the message that got to me. Apparently, if you can afford this house, you can afford your own curtains and rods—because you’re not getting these. Well, la de da.

Our neighborhood is an older one (by California standards). A lot of the homes are California Mission Style (AKA, Mission Revival Style, get your heads out of the gutter), and they’re known for their original fireplaces with images on some of the tiles. To have an original fireplace is somewhat of a badge of honor. Our own fireplace has the image of a cool ship on the tile, and we call it the “Pirate Ship ARRRRRRRR! Fireplace.” (You have to say the “ARRRRRRRR!” with it. It’s mandatory.)

This particular open house also boasted an original fireplace, but at first glance, I couldn’t quite figure out what the tile was supposed to be.

Fireplace

After studying it close-up, I decided that it’s “New World Meets Old World” with a spaceman and an Aztec dude. My freighbors and I all agreed, and we only made fun of it a little bit. Moving on…

In addition to needing to know where the bathrooms and bedrooms were for block parties, I also had to determine if this house was really worth the money. I mean, I couldn’t possibly recommend the house to anyone unless I really tried it on. Really got to know it.

So what are the main things you do in your house? Eat, bathe, use the facilities, sleep.

First thing’s first. I needed to eat. My freighbors and I went to the dining room and sat down. What? You thought I’d be trying out the kitchen? Let me just assure you now that there was plenty of room on the kitchen counters to spread out the take-out. I needed to test out the eating area.

So I sat at the dining room table to have my meal:

Nice floral arrangement. I’m guessing it doesn’t come with the house either. Cheap bastards.

Nice floral arrangement. I’m guessing it doesn’t come with the house either. Cheap bastards.

After my meal, I felt a little dirty and decided that I needed to take a bath. So I stumbled wandered upstairs to find the bathroom.

Of course, along the way to the bathroom, we had to check out all of the closets and cabinets and the smallish spaces (you know, where you can stash the bodies). I even found the perfect hide-n-seek space in one of the master bedrooms. Bet you can’t find me.

I’d totally hide from the kids in here and practice my yoga child’s pose. Or a duck-and-cover earthquake drill.

I’d totally hide from the kids in here and practice my yoga child’s pose. Or a duck-and-cover earthquake drill.

On my way to the master bathroom, I discovered that the master bedroom has a balcony overlooking the backyard and most of the neighboring backyards. I decided that if I were a guy, I would totally pee off of that balcony every morning.

Me: “If I were a guy, I would totally pee off of this balcony every morning. I would pretend that I was peeing on all of your houses. And using my light saber to destroy the zombies hunting in the neighborhood.”

Freighbor: “Wouldn’t you be worried that we’d see your junk?”

Me: “Nah, I’m a guy, remember?”

I also noticed there were some weights on that balcony. Because everyone does strength training on the balcony, right? So I decided to go a few reps. With my purse on. And my jacket.

That totally counted as my workout for the day. Along with the yoga pose.

That totally counted as my workout for the day. Along with the yoga pose.

After my meal and my workout, I really needed to bathe. I found the master bath and hopped right in.

Comfy bathtub. Roomy too. Enough space for my other half: my bottle of wine.

Comfy bathtub. Roomy too. Enough space for my other half: my bottle of wine.

Having “cleansed” myself, I realized that I needed to check out the most important part of the bathroom: the toilet. After all, you spend a lot time on the toilet, and you really need to make sure it will suit your needs.

A bath mat would ensure tile floor isn’t too hard on your knees. The tile would be nice and cool on your cheek—should you decide to rest briefly.

A bath mat would ensure tile floor isn’t too hard on your knees. The tile would be nice and cool on your cheek—should you decide to rest briefly.

(My future neighbors can thank me for such thorough testing.)

After all of that snooping and testing, I was pretty beat. But I wasn’t going to take a nap in the bedroom. Not because I cared about fouling up someone else’s bed, but because it’s California—we can sleep outside practically year-round. As I was making my way to the backyard, I discovered the entrance to the basement.

It’s the perfect place to put your wine. Or your zombies. You pick.

It’s the perfect place to put your wine. Or your zombies. You pick.

I was too tired to determine the best use for the torture chamber basement. So I stumbled across the patio and took a brief “nap” on the patio furniture.

I wonder if my drool makes this couch more valuable.

I wonder if my drool makes this couch more valuable.

Overall, I’d say this house passed my tests with flying colors. It’s big. It’s beautiful. It’s functional. The only problem is I can’t afford this house, but I’m sure someone can. I only hope that the rich new neighbors are also nice. And don’t mind my cheek-print on their bathroom floor. Or the surprise I left in their basement…


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Comments

  1. Sarah (est. 1975) says

    March 18, 2014 at 5:46 am

    BAHAHAHA I loved this post and all of the pictures. You and I are lady brothers from another mother. Except I don’t wear fabulous lacy panties. Mine is black (which you would probably have guessed) and cotton and extremely functional.

    Are you hiding from the Nazgul in that closet?

    • Sarah (est. 1975) says

      March 18, 2014 at 5:46 am

      P.S. Yes. My panties “is black.”

      • Foxy says

        March 20, 2014 at 1:36 pm

        I’m hiding from the realtor.

  2. Stacey says

    March 18, 2014 at 6:47 am

    I don’t know what is crazier… You doing all that crap in their house or the fact that you were just running around doing errands with your friend and you had a flask. Also, I’m pretty sure you were totally wasted when you added your photos or they were stoned. It worked OK, I just did some yoga poses and was able to see them. I’ll send my medical bills to you by the end of the week. Lol

    • Mr. Foxy says

      March 18, 2014 at 7:52 am

      The photos were my fault. I was wasted, stoned, and doing yoga when I uploaded them for the article. Sorry about that! Send your medical bills to my bankrupcy attorney–he’ll get right on that. 😉

    • Foxy says

      March 20, 2014 at 1:36 pm

      But what else is a flask for if not portability? 😉

  3. Kristina Walters @ Kris On Fitness says

    March 18, 2014 at 9:24 am

    I think you have a future in real estate! The way they show houses now is no impersonal.

    • Foxy says

      March 20, 2014 at 1:37 pm

      Thank you. I’ll keep that option on my list, along with exterminator.

  4. Tamara (@PenPaperPad) says

    March 18, 2014 at 8:47 pm

    They should use these in the open house showing. One should always know if there’s room to hide in one’s closet of how comfy it is for afternoon drinkin…er…bathing in the tub.

    • Foxy says

      March 20, 2014 at 1:39 pm

      Exactly. That’s all I’m saying.

  5. David Addington, Cheney's Cheney says

    March 19, 2014 at 6:08 am

    Fucking piker.

    Next time, mainline a box of prunes and take an especially vile shit in the dishwasher.

    • Foxy says

      March 20, 2014 at 1:40 pm

      “David Addington” called me a “fucking piker.” Now that’s funny.

  6. One Funny Motha says

    March 19, 2014 at 9:58 am

    Um, was there a realtor showing the house or did you guys just break in?
    Guess what? The multi-million dollar home has my same Home Depot bathroom floor tile! It’s totally not worth $1.2 mill. That tile was like $2.99 a foot. Also, I said alien meets Aztec too!

    • Foxy says

      March 20, 2014 at 1:41 pm

      This was a special open house for neighbors only. Which means that the realtor knows us nosey neighbors well enough to give us our own showing and get us out of the way before the real customers come through. And you’d be surprised what people will pay for houses around here. It’s ridiculous.

  7. The Shitastrophy says

    March 19, 2014 at 10:17 am

    So I am assuming there were three of you on this tour – one to get the realtor into a very long winded discussion while the other two toured the place?? That’s how I would do it – and I have found slate on the bathroom floor is best for lying on, really cools you down.

    • Foxy says

      March 20, 2014 at 1:48 pm

      That is exactly what we did. The one at the dining room table was the hardest to get away with, but my freighbors are nothing if not determined.

  8. Chronicallysickmanicmother says

    March 20, 2014 at 10:30 am

    Yes…just so much yes… I need to do this.. Just for fun ya know.

    • Foxy says

      March 20, 2014 at 1:51 pm

      Yes, you do. Fun is good. 🙂

  9. Liz says

    March 21, 2014 at 8:07 am

    Lady, you know how to do an open house. The pictures were great, esp the hold-hair-back-from-vomit-stream one. I hope my resting face-first on the tiles days are over but you never know.

    • Foxy says

      March 23, 2014 at 8:59 pm

      Shit. I hope my resting face-first on the tile days are over too, but I gotta help my potential new neighbors. Right?

  10. Michelle @ A Dish of Daily Life says

    March 22, 2014 at 2:55 pm

    Really hilarious! You must have had some fun taking those pictures!

    • Foxy says

      March 23, 2014 at 9:00 pm

      Thank you! We had a ridiculous amount of fun. I might have the best freighbors around.

  11. Kate Hall says

    May 11, 2014 at 11:03 am

    OMG, this is a riot! You and your frieghbors are some bold ladies. Hilarious!

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:36 am

      I have some seriously fun and crazy freighbors, that’s for sure.

  12. Caroline McLaughlin says

    June 9, 2014 at 5:36 am

    I see a restraining order in your future. But that is well worth it. Great post!

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:36 am

      TOTALLY WORTH IT!

  13. Michelle says

    June 9, 2014 at 5:54 am

    THIS is freaking hilarious.

    OMG..so funny.

    I’m waiting to go to the doctor to see if I have a kidney infection or a UTI…and I STILL laughed.

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:37 am

      Well I’m not happy about the infection, but I’m happy I made you laugh. Feel better! (Sending that in the past.) xo

  14. Kristen Mae of Abandoning Pretense says

    June 9, 2014 at 11:02 am

    Shit you’re funny. And your underwear are way prettier than mine are. 😉 xoxo

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:37 am

      Thank you. And I’m sure your underwear are very pretty too. xo

  15. Jess at Welcome to the Bundle says

    June 9, 2014 at 11:02 am

    Yes, I noticed the bad capitalization in “Draperies & Rods” because I am an editor and, thus, an insufferable snob. But tell me that you didn’t, even for a second, imagine the sign was a thinly veiled reference to a swingers’ party. No? Just me? Drapery? Rods? Anyone? (PS: You are hilarious and all kinds of wrong and wear surprisingly slutty drawers.)

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:38 am

      Well, I wasn’t thinking swingers’ party, but NOW I AM. I will never think about drapery and rods the same way again. Thanks to your hilarious and all-kinds-of-wrong head.

  16. WhenCrazyMeetsExhaustion says

    June 9, 2014 at 11:33 am

    You’ve combined three of my favorite things in life: house snooping (HGTV-obsessed), humor, and flasks. Aaaand I’m complete.

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:40 am

      Funny, those are three of MY favorite things as well! xo

  17. Mike says

    June 9, 2014 at 12:10 pm

    Hilarious post my friend!! No wonder we get along so well; we’re both awesome, love snooping houses, and most importantly, are from the great state of CA

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:40 am

      Well, I agree with two of those points. I’m not always of the mind that CA is so great though…

  18. Kathy Radigan says

    June 9, 2014 at 1:18 pm

    I was laughing so hard that it actually took me five minutes to write this simple little comment and to share it with my FB friends. Brilliant!!!!

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:41 am

      That’s awesome. Thank you!! xo

  19. Meagan B. says

    June 9, 2014 at 1:38 pm

    I believe you may have added to the value of that home and if I could afford it (and would be willing to move to Cali) I would be your new neighbor. Of course, you could borrow my bathroom at anytime and I would help with your holding your hair and let you pick out the bathmat color. By the way, I really think that SOMEONE has to make up the California missionary position – work on that.

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:42 am

      I believe I added to the value of the home as well. I’ll be sure to tell the new neighbors that. And we would be FANTASTIC neighbors. But not if you made me sand or paint anything. 😉

  20. jessica @scienceofparenthood.com says

    June 9, 2014 at 4:22 pm

    I think with a little dedication you could pee off the balcony. You just need to hop on up there and hang-ass over the side. Simple. And classy.

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:43 am

      I do not have enough grace or physical prowess to even attempt that. But I love that you think I do.

  21. Traci says

    June 9, 2014 at 4:49 pm

    Whew! You and your freighbors are my kind of people! I would TOTALLY do that for fun! And I had a grand laugh reading the comments on here as well….I am assuming your drunk, stoned, yoga-doing, photographer is your husband??! That comment cracked me up big time.

    <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 I give it 5 hearts. For making me laugh. AND for being informative. You never know when I will be in the market for an expensive house in Cali.

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:49 am

      It was the most fun that I’ve had on a Friday afternoon in a long time. Maybe I should get out more. 😉 And, yes, that drunk, stoned, yoga-doing photographer is my husband. Except he doesn’t really do yoga.

  22. Keeper of The Fruit Loops says

    June 9, 2014 at 7:26 pm

    Ok. I just can’t. Okay. Maybe I can a little. I swear to all that is holy, we are the same person. It’s like you are wearing my skin. I’m more than a little disappointed, though, that you did not do roundhouse kicks in the backyard. Further, is it me or is that backyard straight out of Party of Five?

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:50 am

      I did have a little dance party in the backyard, but we didn’t have a video camera. I see a future post…

      Yes, there was a definite PoF vibe going on.

  23. Lorinda McKinnon - the Rowdy Baker says

    June 10, 2014 at 10:40 am

    Still laughing!!! I want to come hang out with youuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:50 am

      Come on over!

  24. Tove Stakkestad says

    July 29, 2014 at 12:52 pm

    OMG – I want you to come live in my neighborhood – at least you could check out all the houses to make sure they were party-worthy. ENJOY!!!!

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:51 am

      I would love that. There was one open house that five or six of us explored. We ended up chatting on the rooftop patio for a good hour. It was a lovely afternoon.

  25. Lisa R. Petty says

    August 24, 2014 at 1:22 pm

    Well, I can’t afford 1.5 million either, or I would so move there.

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:53 am

      There’s another one coming up on the market soon. Except it might be even more expensive. I’ll report back.

  26. Shaunacey says

    August 24, 2014 at 5:02 pm

    hahahah this is awesome!

    • Foxy says

      September 27, 2014 at 7:53 am

      It was so much fun.

  27. Jeffrey Warbucks says

    September 26, 2014 at 10:10 pm

    Thank you, Ms. Fox, for the colorful commentary on my new home.

    As my new freighbor, you will be glad to know that you have my blessing to vomit in my master bath at any time you are unable to stumble the few additional doors down to your home.

    I just have a couple of corrections to make.

    First, the significance of the fireplace tile is more profound then you realized. As this tile was installed nearly 40 years prior to modern humans rocketing into space, it is conclusive proof that the Aztecs were indeed visited by aliens. So not only did the stock of the neighborhood dramatically increase simply by my family’s arrival, the home (and our street) will soon be featured on the History Channel show “Ancient Aliens.”

    Second, I do piss off the balcony on a daily basis. But that daily ritual is really just my way of giving back to the community. The proletariate obviously wants to see my junk as I piss all over them.

    And lastly, as the wait for my new shutters to be installed has now extended beyond three months, the fact that the rods and drapery were not included with the sale has indeed become a bit annoying.

    Cheers!

  28. Centrally Located Freighbor says

    September 27, 2014 at 5:33 am

    Haha. I love that Daddy Warbucks and his beautiful bride have now read this. That was the best open house ever. Too bad you weren’t here to do the photo tour of Alex and Axel’s place when the anti-social serial killer with OCD was moving out.

    By the way. We also have the old ship on our fireplace. Perhaps we were once a seaside village and the ancient aliens arrived by boats. Or more likely the Aztecs departed and left the alien living across from you in the rock grotto. This would explain everything that is weird and magical about this block.

  29. Kristen says

    September 27, 2014 at 7:56 am

    It all makes sense, why I absolutely adore you, your scarcasim and witty sense of humor…I’m a Bay Area girl too!!! Raised in the lil town of Martinez. Ahhhh the mothball fleet, Foster freeze and the stench of Shell Refinary all means home to me 😉

  30. Cassandra says

    September 27, 2014 at 8:53 am

    I love the pics! I would be so afraid that the Realtor would catch me.

  31. Hugh says

    September 27, 2014 at 9:10 am

    A good frieneibour would have held your hair back while defiling the master toilet….but they must have been laughing their asses off watching you. The panties were a great addition too. It looked authentic. Lmao

  32. Anne @ FoodRetro says

    September 27, 2014 at 3:16 pm

    1983 called. Madonna wants her lacy granny panties back 🙂

    • Hugh says

      September 27, 2014 at 4:42 pm

      Rotflmfao

  33. Domesticated Momster says

    April 10, 2015 at 9:35 pm

    That basement “torture chamber” looks like a good place to hide my husband when he pisses me off too!
    DISCLAIMER: I have just watched too many episodes of “Snapped” people

  34. MCNYC says

    April 15, 2015 at 3:35 am

    What town are you in/near. I’m moving to the San Jose area soon, maybe we can be frieghbors! (Or grief hobos as autocorrect wants us to be)

  35. sassypiehole says

    July 20, 2015 at 8:17 am

    I love that you carry a flask with you. It shows your dedication to the cause. Imagine the fun we would have in Atlanta if you ever came to visit. 😉

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