My husband and I have once again decided to enter into that chaotic process known as the house hunt. I know what you're thinking, we have a perfectly nice house, so why should we go looking for trouble now? I agree that our current house is excellent in many ways. I love the family room right off the kitchen, I enjoy having two bathrooms upstairs, and I love the yard. However there are certain things I don't love about it namely the postage stamp of a kitchen and the 8x10 bedroom. We always knew this house was a stepping stone to something else, but we thought it would work for ten years or more. Then came the job change.
When he rides the bus, M now spends up to 90 minutes (assuming he doesn't run into any full busses which does happen sometimes) EACH WAY on his commute. If he drives that time is reduced, but then he has to pay for parking and tolls. There's just no good fix, and it means that we see him less than we would like. Baby spends a lot of time saying "Dada go work? Dada come home?" Thus we can reduce the commute considerably by moving closer to Goliath Corp. All it entails is throwing around massive sums of money and packing all our worldly goods into boxes. No trouble at all!
This is how we find ourselves once again visiting (har!) with realtors and mortgage brokers. Ahh it seems like only yesterday that I was hunting for my very first condo with an incredibly nice and ineffectual young realtor named Eric. How times do change. At least the whole process is not nearly so daunting on the third time around. Wish us luck!
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