To wonder what it felt like when you had 'the feeling' when viewing a house?

[Mentalblip]

What did it feel like for you???
I think I just felt it for the first time!

Walked into the living room, went back out into the entrance hall and took my shoes off it's funny because it didn't look anything special on rightmove, in fact other houses looked nicer from their photos. But there was definitely a feeling!

I had it before I’d even viewed it. Just seeing it online. Not even a spectacular house or anything.

My most favourite house felt happy. I could picture myself in it. I viewed a house I wanted last year that also felt happy but I didnt get it.

Likewise my least favourite house gave off no vibes despite the owner saying it was happy. It was not.

Viewed my house twice, never got the 'feeling' it was practical, well kept and in the right area. Bloody love it now and wouldn't change it for the world. You don't have to get the feeling for it to be the right house.

When you overlook or barely notice the downsides/compromise
When you don’t need a list of pros and cons
When you don’t have to talk yourself into it
When you feel immediately comfortable
When you just like its bones

I stood in the garden and thought 'bloody hell' as I still love my old house but just knew this one had the potential to be the right family home, I wanted a reason not to move but I knew it was right.

agent said, after yet another viewing, I’ve just valued one you’ll like. We were first in the door.but we’d already looked round the back at the garden. It felt like home.

Every home I've rented or bought I went into and immediately thought "I could live here" . When buying I viewed lots of places but only felt the "I could live here" with the one I bought - less so with the rentals, compromised a bit with them maybe. They weren't perfect homes or anything but it was an immediate feeling of this was my place.

We put our house up for sale for it, we weren’t planning on moving but did want to eventually. I was in the third trimester & had a house viewing the day before I was induced (overdue). Luckily they put an offer in so no viewing with a newborn!

It just felt perfect & like home! Not as perfect as we’d imagined in hindsight but still nearly perfect 🤣 couldn’t imagine being back in our old house now.

Never had it, and never expect to. It’s more important to be practical and pragmatic. If you invest emotionally you will over look something important (I.e bad), and lead to disappointment!

Walked in it was a wreck with two acres of glorious garden meadow. Hens, ducks, walked the perimeter, walked back in said to the owner we'll take it. We ended up with the birds too. Years of labour, builders, central heating, a few 100 tons of topsoil and it was pretty much straight. It's a surge of emotions. Happened twice more when I saw one sons first home. He was abroad I rang and said you have to buy it. Another house with DIL I felt it too just standing in the hall. It's like a hug when you feel it.

This is our 5th house in 20 years but the first one where I had the feeling. I walked through the back gate into garden and wanted to cry. I instantly felt at home. When we moved in I told husband that even if we couldn’t afford to do anything to the house I loved it as it was ( very dated) as it just felt like I was finally home. Still smile every time I drive up to it over 2 years later. Feel so lucky to live here.

We looked at the pictures online of this large but very outdated house and we're intrigued. I said to DP I bet it smells like my grandparents old house (I know!) and as soon as the EA opened the front door it did which made me feel really warm inside.

When we were viewing we talked about where things could go, rather than the compromises we'd need to make like our previous viewings, and I realised I was smiling at every little quirk rather than having a nervous feeling like I had elsewhere.

This sounds silly but I knew exactly from the online listing that the house would work for us in terms of layout, style etc. It ticked every box in terms of size, garden etc. and I could even picture where our Christmas tree would go.

And then we went to view it and I fell in love.

For me, it was the smell. We’d been to view so many houses and you know the way houses smell like their families? Well, this one didn’t. It smelled like us. It was a weird feeling like walking into a house that we already lived in.

We offered that day, went through a hellish 10 months getting all the legal stuff sorted (boundary issue) and it was so stressful.

But it’s ours now and I just adore it. I still get butterflies when I pull into the driveway and sometimes I sit in a particular chair that gives the best view of the massive kitchen and just think about how lucky I am that this is mine.

A bubble of excitement that grows and grows as you walk through the house.

I loved our house at the first viewing. We did a big overhaul changing the layout last year and now I love it even more!! DH isn’t as attached to our house for some reason.

He loved another house that we put an offer in on (rejected), but I just couldn’t imagine us living there, even though it was a lovely house and didn’t want to increase our offer.

We rocked up and I’m thinking ’Jesus Christ, hate it’
the fence was shabby,the garden was all stones with crappy plants trying to break through and the door had seen better days
we walked in and I just knew we’d be there forever-I loved it,I could see us having Christmases there and I’d bake in the kitchen-the bedroom was ours and I could see a walk in wardrobe made from the box room (yeah,that never happened) and the spare room is where guests could sleep
we got the keys 5 months later and set about making it ours-it’s only the second ‘home’ I’ve ever had and we love it
(we do need to sort the fence out tho)

The first one, I was seeing 3 in one day. I arrived outside and thought "Oh, that's my home, I didn't think it was this one." Felt happy inside, left and spent an hour deciding what to offer. I was very happy there.

The second one, DH ran upstairs shouting "I've found it". We'd been looking for ages, I looked at the photos and thought it looked the best we'd seen. We visited and saw a LOT of work to be done, discussed in the third bedroom before we even saw the top floor and texted to accept a lower offer on my house so we could buy it. So much work, I'm not always sure about it, but there's been nothing else close ok all those years and we conceived DS as soon as we moved in here, so I'll always love it for that. It'll be great one day!

You do know, it's true.

Shiny, done up house? Ahahahahahaha.
We spent the first ten years undoing all the crappy DIY the previous owners had saddled us with .
I knew when I saw it had a door to the staircase (not original as it turns out). Now in our 27th year of living here.

was excited at the front door. Walked into the hallway and whispered to DH ‘I want this house!’. We gutted it. It was my forever home. We had to move. I sobbed as we shut the front door (I’m welling up thinking about it). I will never love another house as much as I loved that one.

I have had the feeling many times but was not successful in getting the house. Then I got the feeling for another house.

It is like falling in love. Even if it does not work out, there is always another one out there.

Weirdly, I got a tingly feeling the moment I set foot in the hall. And the house just got better and better. The estate agent had saved the best room until last but I'd already put a verbal offer in before I saw it. It was so right for us in every way.

When you view the 'done up' shiny house you notice all the flaws that the pictures don't show and the hassle it's going to cause when you thought it'd be fine to just move in and not have to touch for a while.

When you view the house that needs work you see the potential and how you can make it your own.

I bought our house the moment I stepped out of the car. Not kidding - my husband was away with a very poorly relative. I told the estate agent that we would offer before the door was open, and then rang my husband from the back garden to tell him what I had done. Luckily, when he came back and saw it, he felt the same way. We were so lucky in retrospect that it went through, not least because the elderly owner wanted it to go to a young family.

It was a wreck. Damp-riddled, broken and almost derelict but under that the bones of a beautiful home where I hope I will stay for the rest of my life. And knowing what it has taken to bring it from that state to this, I have so much respect for the owners who had it before us!

It was immediate. I spent 5 mins looking round. I couldn't go back for a second viewing (DH went on his own) as I didn't want to get too emotionally attached, in case it fell through. We've lived 20 years and I have never wanted to live anywhere else.

The strongest feelings have been for the run down project (with a good discount on price, of course). You can see the structure and size of the rooms and garden and the potential shining through.

New builds leave me cold and 'dressed' houses feel like they belong to someone else, even if I like them.