So I’m buying a condo at long last. I’ve been house hungry for so longgggg….I keep looking for the rug to get ripped out from under me. I’ve wanted a house of my own since I was 16. The offer has been accepted, the home inspection is back, and now I just have to make it through underwriting. There are some potential hiccups when trying to convince another person (a banker no less) that purchasing anything that is 110 years old is a grand idea, so please keep your fingers crossed for me.
It’s a 110 year old Victorian duplex with one unit up and one unit down. Pretty small, 900 sf with 12 foot ceilings and dental molding and I have the entire second floor. The kitchen is miniscule, but the master bedroom has two full sized closets just for me. The washer and dryer are front loading high efficiency units. The second bedroom is a logistical puzzle I’m looking forward to figuring out and I can see long hours of pouring over the Ikea catalogue in my future. (If you like Ikea, try http://ikeahacker.blogspot.com , they rule! You buy standard Ikea furniture and they give you ideas and plans on how to make it into something completely different and often much more useful.) There are skylights in the foyer and the bathroom. It’s downtown and is part of the largest still standing Victorian home neighborhood in the United States. There’s a bakery 30 feet from my front door and a jazz club 30 yards beyond that. I have a black jet glass chandelier that has been sitting in storage for 3 years that will be the first thing I put up in my new foyer.
I tried to do this last year, to buy something of my own, and I’m a little gun shy to get my hopes up again, but I’m really excited. Although I’ve done my homework, I know the market, I can spout off neighborhood statistics like a pro, my family make for great cheerleaders, AND I’ve made a prayerful decision, I still worry. As a side note, today I put in my two weeks notice at my current job to take a position with a new company. Combine these two happenings in the same week and you have a recipe for stomach churning sleeplessness. I’ve really appreciated that I can get down on my knees and that I can ask again and again for peace with my decisions and it’s granted so quickly. If this doesn’t work, I’m resolved that I did everything in my power and it just wasn’t meant to be. On a positive note, if it does work, I’ve already asked the Santas for one of my childhood dreams. A kitten for Christmas. :)
4 comments:
I hope you get it--it looks fabulous! Good luck with the new job too...man, you have a lot going on!
Thanks so much for your comment on my blog--we need to get together sometime--it's been too long since I've seen you and the rest of your family. Love you!
I can remember you wanting your own place since I met you. I really hope you get it, it looks/sounds really neat.
HOORAY! I hope it all goes smoothly! We just had such a good experience finding our house to rent—we saw one on a Thursday, and it wasn't great but it would work and we felt like maybe we should take it in case nothing better came along... but we prayed about it, and we decided to give the Saturday papers one more chance. And there was our house—and we called and got to see it that morning—and the housing office was able to come out and see it on Monday—and our paperwork was done in 6 days, which is unheard of with our office. Heavenly Father absolutely does know what we need when we need it! You and He can totally do this, dear girl. :-)
How did it all go? It looks beautiful. Are you going to keep it as a duplex and rent out one of the apartments? Good luck on your job as well.
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