So your humble narrator and his wife went to an open house in Lake Chaparral last week – in Calgary’s SE. There was a husband and wife Realtor team just opening the house when we arrived in our RV. Often we take the RV out and go driving around with the dog and we go to open houses. Fun weekend thing to do, and we’re always keeping our eyes on the new houses that come on the market, the prices, and the location, etc.
We walked into the open house in Chaparral and it was quite a nice house. It was listed at $425,000 and we knew this listing wasn’t going to last long. It was really clean, fairly spacious and the kitchen was really nice. The basement was finished, had a cool back yard with a hot-tub installed as well.
This home was a typical house you see in the newer areas of Calgary SE and SW – it was a well built two-story, with the kitchen in the back of house. When you walked in the front door there was a staircase directly facing you. The staircase went to the second story. So this was not a bungalow, and it wasn’t a “walk out”.
The reason I’m thinking of this open house was because of what happened when we walked in. The husband and wife Realtor team were extremely friendly and the husband appeared to be somewhat older than his wife. My wife and the lady Realtor went on a viewing tour all over the house – downstairs, upstairs, the finished basement, the kitchen, the back yard. I didn’t look at the house because I struck up a conversation with the husband.
When I first went into the home I went straight for the kitchen area and island. I noticed that the cupboards were the same as our house in Lake Bonavista and I told them that we had changed the cupboard handles, added black granite tiling to the kitchen island and counters. I also mentioned that we applied a gell stain to the cupboards which was fairly easy and it turned out great. As soon as I said that the husband Realtor mentioned that he used gell stain on a guitar he had recently refinished.
So when I heard that I joined him on the living room sofa and told him that I was in many different bands as a kid growing up in British Columbia. It turned out that his childhood memories were almost identical, but for him it all took place in Calgary. So that was the extent of my open house experience – we started talking about instruments, players, memories, memories and more memories.
I never did see more than the kitchen and left the house up to my wife to view. This Realtor and I hit if off and we rambled on in the living room at a rapid pace of dialogue.
Flashback To 2001 In Lake Bonavista
It’s funny too, because that is how we bought our house in Lake Bonavista. We moved to Calgary from Saskatoon around ten years ago and we were forced to move because of a job relocation. We went and looked at quite a few open houses in all areas of Calgary. I was commuting to Calgary weekly already and was renting a house in the North East, near the airport.
We checked out houses and neighbourhoods in the North West, North East, South East, and South West. Every quadrant. We were used to growing up in communties where there was a lot of mature trees, and many of the newer Calgary neighbourhoods didn’t have mature trees. We were still shopping for houses though, and we prepared to look at many before we bought.
Our budget at the time was for around $250,000 and this was in the year 2001. We figured that we would end up buying somewhere in Calgary NE or NW because we were both working for Canadian Airlines (company no longer exists – all Air Canada now) at the time, so we wanted to be near the airport. Well……that’s what we “figured”, but as the saying goes;
“Life is what happens to you while you’re making other plans….”
One night between house hunting we went to visit my wife’s brother and family in the Mckenzie Lake area. They lived in quite a nice house, and they also had lake privileges. We were talking to them about our house shopping and how we were looking in various Calgary neighbourhoods. My brother-in-law then said;
“Lets go for a drive!”
He drove us up the Deerfoot and took the Anderson exit, took a left at Acadia, and then took us through Lake Bonavista. We loved the area, but thought it would be out of our price range.
We drove by some houses that had Realtor signs stuck in the grass, and we were really impressed with the mature trees and the wider lots. We drove past one particular house that was for sale, and we really liked the looks of it. Only thing was that it was a private seller. The owner had just stuck a very small sign on the grass with her cell phone number on it.
My brother-in-law pulled out his cell phone and called the number right then and there. Next thing you know we had a viewing of the house the next day.
So we showed up for the viewing, and the same thing happened that happened earlier in this story in Lake Chaparral. I walked in, looked at the kitchen area and sat down on the back deck on a beautiful Calgary summer afternoon. I spoke with the man of the house, and my wife did the actual viewing. I got a good feeling, and when my wife finally came to the back deck again, I said;
“I’m in – how much, and when can we sign the papers.”
Very bad buying practices – I know. My wife was annoyed because that one sentence pretty well ruined any possibility of negotiating.
Within a week we had bought the house for $299,000 (the were asking for $310,000) – over our intitial budget, but we were in the house we wanted and the neighbourhood we wanted. Now the problem was that we had to drive further to get to the airport for work. It was an emotional purchase for sure.
Six months later we were laid off from work.
To continued…..
Map Shots of Lake Chaparral, and Mckenzie Lake
Lake Chaparral
Mckenzie Lake