Sunday, November 8, 2009
Real Estate Infidelity!
I've decided there is a name for my illness of house looking . . . its called "real estate infidelity." Here I am, with a perfectly good, affordable home, happy, but not content. My eye tends to wander. Sure this house is good enough, but what if . . . What would it be like to live somewhere else, with a different floor plan and community? What are the possibilities at a different address? Is there something out there that I'd like better? I'm not sure this illness would be considered a sin, since I haven't officially acted on it, but the temptation has definitely been there. I have almost traded in this house on 2 different occasions, only I got cold feet at the last minute. Blessing in disguise or would a move cure me of future real estate infidelity? Do we owe loyalty to our homes? I'm not so sure, but I do know that the most important part of a home are the people who live there. Loyalty to the people we love is an absolute must. So, the problem is the lack of desire to move on the part of the other inhabitants of the said home. If they too desired to mix things up a bit, change the landscape, explore the possibilities, moving would be a good choice.
That doesn't seem to be the case in my circumstance. Do mother's know best in all cases? I didn't move as a kid, but I always wanted to. My kids have moved several times and really like where they are. I like where we are as well, I just wouldn't mind living closer to Peter's work. I'm not sure if this longing is legit or merely signifies a lack of something somewhere else in my life. Maybe I should get a job. I don't know. The other possibility is that the idea of putting all of the money and changes into this house has lost some of its appeal after a bad experience working with a builder this past summer. I had been really excited about the plans we came up with, I still think they're fabulous ideas, but its a huge hassle finding a builder you can trust and its very expensive. I also have this crazy desire to live in Holladay. I know, its dumb, but I can't seem to shake it. I know, I know . . . how would it be to have such silly problems? I think I'll sleep on it and continue my thoughts on this matter at a later date.
That doesn't seem to be the case in my circumstance. Do mother's know best in all cases? I didn't move as a kid, but I always wanted to. My kids have moved several times and really like where they are. I like where we are as well, I just wouldn't mind living closer to Peter's work. I'm not sure if this longing is legit or merely signifies a lack of something somewhere else in my life. Maybe I should get a job. I don't know. The other possibility is that the idea of putting all of the money and changes into this house has lost some of its appeal after a bad experience working with a builder this past summer. I had been really excited about the plans we came up with, I still think they're fabulous ideas, but its a huge hassle finding a builder you can trust and its very expensive. I also have this crazy desire to live in Holladay. I know, its dumb, but I can't seem to shake it. I know, I know . . . how would it be to have such silly problems? I think I'll sleep on it and continue my thoughts on this matter at a later date.
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