The move, relocation to Maine, to find a new home has been in the works for awhile now.The final straw was the misdemeanor criminal charge for a trash can left out all night by mistake. Big yellow Ohio home door sticker tells the world we have a disgrace to society living here. Big time trouble maker. Won't play by the rules. That's the call today from a buyer moving to Maine, to find a home and in an area where regulations up to you eyeballs are not the day to day.
Have similiar stories about being watched like a hawk by the lawn police. Warned this is your last time, with the inspector on his hands and knees. Measure with a ruler, finding you in violation by a quarter of an inch height infraction.
Other home owner association rules about leaving garage doors up, hangin clothes on a line that is so so, well "Beverly Hillbillies".
And pick ups, hey. Cut it out, this is not a blue collar neighborhood and no pickups, no service trucks left where someone could see them. What part of "no pickups" are you having trouble getting a handle on. Get a grip. And suddenly the neighbor feels violently ill, repulsed.
As she recovers to snarkily call the local authorites on you. Time you relocated, moved to Maine for a new home.
It's hard work holding down the status of neighborhood blue blood to train these idiot neighbors that are so unrefined sputters your current out of state neighbor. So basic, plain, ordinary and plain through and through dumb she snears. Afterall, this neighbor paid an extra $475,000 just for the zip code. Could have been one town over with the exact duplicate copy of what they own for a house, lot now but nope. No dice. Wanted this address and zip code for the return label to show high and handsome on upper left hand corner of those yearly Christmas cards.
If you have an $850,000 home, one worth on paper 1.3 milllion or more, riff raft for neighbors, scoundrels, pirates, scourge that hurt your house's value don't make your Christmas card list.But in rural Maine, impressing anyone with your $42,500 home is not happening.
Your well kept cape, ranch, gambrel home in Maine shows pride of ownership.
And the tight ship you run is not for fear of consequences from city hall.
You worked hard for the place. Lawns, gardens are up to snuff.
You have no house debt, don't have a mortgage and were brought up to take care of the inside, outside of the Maine home.
Lots of people jammed in an area mean rules, officers to enforce them, Fines if you don't.
Jail time if you are a habitual offender with your garbage cans, or lack of golf course like level maintenance on your front, side, rear lawns. Maine, feel the difference when you have 44 people per square mile in the Southern half, 11 happy campers in the Northern section. Check out our Maine homes. farms, land, waterfront and business listings. And become wide eyed, kid in the candy store with excitement when you eyeball the prices.