Let’s face it. When you love houses as much as we do, our curiosity sometimes gets the best of us. We might find ourselves in some awkward situations now and then. I know I can’t be the only one! So I’ll confess to a few of my embarrassing moments in house peeping if you’ll share some of yours in the comments. Deal?
We used to live in a neighborhood where new houses were being built all around us. Some people complained about the mud and the noise, but I loved watching them go up and seeing how they turned out.
One time I was walking past one of them and noticed that the construction workers had left a first-floor window open. Like, wide open. I walked over and casually looked inside. No drywall yet, but the house was huge with soaring windows and a wooded view. Curiosity got the best of me and I couldn’t resist (you guessed it) climbing in.
As soon as I found the big master bedroom and luxury bath, I heard a couple of people coming up the stairs behind me. I was trapped. When they caught me, I tried to lighten the moment by asking, “Did you climb through the window, too? Ha-ha.” “No,” they said, “we have the key. It’s our house.”
After that awkward moment, they gave me the tour of their new place and told me what kinds of finishes they chose for each of the rooms. Best. New neighbors. Ever.
One day my mom and I decided to go by the old house I grew up in. It looked totally different than we remembered, so we snapped this picture of it (above). That was easy enough, but then we were curious about the backyard.
We knocked on the door to ask permission to go around back and get a photo, but no one answered. So we walked around the side, only to find that a big fence had been erected. Just as I was climbing up on an old log in an attempt to get a shot of the back of the house over the top of the fence, I heard, “Can I help you?”
It was a neighbor who thought we were up to no good. We quickly explained that we used to live there and just wanted to see how it had changed, then got out of there as fast as we could. We just hoped he wasn’t taking down our license plate as we sped away…
(I have a painting of my old house the way it looked when I lived there on my About page. It looked so much bigger back then!)
Surely I’m not the only one who has gone to an Open House in their own neighborhood just to get a look inside? Well, I convinced my husband to go with me to one because it has the same basic floorplan as ours, and I was dying to see how they decorated it.
Imagine our embarrassment when our neighbor himself opened the door. Turns out the Realtor had the flu, so he was hosting the Open House for her. I was totally busted.
Now it’s your turn to tell all. Has your “house curiosity” ever gotten you into an awkward situation?