Anyway!
I was watching some of these home improvement shows on Netflix, like Love It or List It. Then I got sick of that and instead looked at some new construction websites, then some homes on Trulia and whatnot, and just got more and more kind of sad about the whole mess and how impossible it seems, not to get a house, but to get a nice house. Something pretty, and done, and livable. Something that feels like forever.
But then I look at the homes that are in our price range, and I look at my current apartment. Which is pretty, and done, and livable. Not super big, but also not super expensive. And while it doesn't feel like forever (since it's never going to be mine permanently), it's a great place to be for now. And it just made me wonder... what is it that I want out of the whole home buying experience?
Part of it is standard consumerism. It's jealousy, and wanting something that other people have, and wanting something that I can show off as a standard of class and well-being. Something that proves to other people that I'm doing okay. And honestly, I think that's going to be the case for a lot of people.
Part of it is also a way to play the long game, of course. Owning a home is a very concrete step toward financial independence and a comfortable retirement in the distant future. Because if we can get a 30-year mortgage now, we can own our home outright by the time we retire, if not before then. But as far as the house itself, apart from an investment, why do I want it? What do I want? So then came the actual question:
What is a realistic vision of my "perfect" life? Because maybe I should work backwards from there.
So, okay. Not to toot my own horn, but it is a good question, and one I haven't thought about in a while. It used to be one thing, and to be honest, it probably hasn't changed much. But who knows? So... here we go.
Wake up early, get my workout out of the way, shower, get dressed and beautiful. Make coffee and breakfast and eat with the family, plus do the bills and budgeting. Then get cracking on childcare (for the time that they need it) and writing, afternoon errands just after a nice lunch, back to writing, clean up before dinner, make dinner, eat dinner, clean up, hang out with hubs/the fam and do game night, long-distance family skype night, date night, plus homework or whatever, and then super comfy snuggly sleeps. And also, two adventures a month! Concerts, library trips, museums, festivals, comedy shows, etc. And a mimimum of two hosted weekend dinners/brunches for my writing group, my family, etc., per month as well.
So! What do I need to have a shot at that clearly idealized life?
- 3 bedrooms for hubs&I and our two (currently nonexistent) kids
- Room for the treadmill
- A home office
- A clean kitchen to cook in
- A dining table for eating breakfast together (and to host D&D...)
- Standard cleaning & storage stuff like laundry and dishwasher, because I'd rather do less cleaning and more family time
- 2 bathrooms, non-negotiable
- Enough money to live on
That's... is that it? Maybe that's it. So yeah, for a house, that's what I need. But here's the thing - a lot of what I described is what I could be doing now. I could get up early and work out, which I was doing temporarily before the miscarriage. I already have coffee and pay bills/check finances in the morning, which is an oddly calming ritual, and I should probably make breakfast and eat with the husband. Corey and I already have a kind of date night on Thursdays when we watch Critical Role, we have a weekly D&D night on Fridays, and I generally try and call my Dad and Gramma on Monday evenings.
But yeah, I could be doing better. I could be writing more, going on more adventures (especially the free ones), etc. So... yeah. It's time to live the life I want. To work for it. Even if I get it wrong along the way. More than a pretty house, more than a million dollars or a fabulous car, that's what I want. That little package of perfect.


