We drove through the community (which has six units left to
sell) and liked what we saw. So we planned on talking to them on Wednesday.
Figured Beavercreek would
be a nice place to live. It’s closer to my son and the same distance from our
daughter. Plus…condo!
But then I did some research and saw how much they cost. Way
out of our price range. And the homeowner’s fee was outrageous. Heck, we could
pay someone to work on our yard for less than that. Heck, we already do! So I
started wondering if buying a ranch house would be better.
And this is where I got in trouble. I love researching.
I discovered that the housing development 4 miles to the
north of us has ranch homes within our price range. I’d completely forgotten
about them, too! So I went up there on Tuesday and got prices and brochures.
One of the houses had a three-car garage! But it was a smaller (much smaller
than our) home. We spent that night (up until one am!) looking at all the
options and back up plans, because you see, there weren’t but two lots that
could take the ranch house we wanted.
Why is it when you think you have plenty of time, you don’t?
So on Wednesday, instead of seeing the condo place, we saw
the home place. That three-car garage is gone (unfortunately), but out back-up
plan was still good (and frankly, we were hooked). If a realtor gives us a
number we can live with selling our current home, then it looks like we’ll be
moving this summer into a new ranch.
Yeah, we could probably wait, but actually, this is the best
time for us. Hubby has no intention of retiring soon, and our current home is
paid for so no need to rush into moving into the new one (we can then figure
out what we really want to keep and what can go). Downsizing will be difficult,
but I can live with that if it means I’m getting a brand new ranch with a small
yard.
I’ll keep you posted on what we decide.
So… when was the last time you moved? Are you itching to do
it again or happy where you’re at? It’s been twenty-one years for us. I think
this is the longest either one of us has lived in the same house. Ever! The
next one will be our last, though. I don’t want to think about moving again.
But I’ll be really glad to get rid of the stairs—no more basement and the
upstairs is a bonus bedroom only. I don’t need to be up there if I don’t want
to.
Happy Friday! Hope you're not freezing.
Stacy
8 comments:
Too late - we're well below freezing.
Communities like those condos can be very restrictive so it might be better that the ranch house is your option now.
We've been in the same house for just about as long, which like you is the longest I've lived anywhere. (Military brat.) No plans to move. In fact, we hope to make our house a little bigger sometime in the next ten years. Be nice to give my wife the dream kitchen she's always wanted.
We'll be here fifteen years come February. I like it, but the cold gets worse the older I get (we're not expected to get above zero until Sunday). Hope this works out for you!
Alex - When my husband looked at the size of the condos (which are much smaller than the small ranch house), he realized then that we couldn't do a condo. He likes his space too much. We just don't want the stairs anymore.
Jeff - I'm really hating this cold. I'd move somewhere warmer, but I don't want to be far from the kids. They come first. Now, if they moved... :)
How exciting! I get an itchy foot to move regularly, but Greg says his foot is down to stay so I have to make the best of it and make it a place I would enjoy. It's a great home and I like the climate, so I can't complain.
re: kids
It tickled me a bit that you said you wanted to be near the kids. When I was that age, I didn't want to be anywhere near my parents--or his.
My mother felt like you did. She wanted to be near her chicks (and now grand-chicks). I probably broke her heart being so independent, but I wouldn't have had it any other way.
Maria - I'm lucky in that my kids still like me! My son comes over every Tuesday for pizza and whatever TV series we're watching (we're currently on Dick Van Dyke). And my daughter still likes me hanging around when we go to Dragon Con. I've been blessed. :)
Oh, it's not my mom. It's me. I just don't like being too close to the umbilical. Fortunately, none of my other siblings took after me. I'm the black sheep.
I moved here in 2003.
Ivy - 2003 doesn't seem like that long ago, but it's 14/15 years now. Yikes!
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