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We’ve been talking a lot lately about house hunting, as it’s pretty much the only thing on our minds these days. We figured it was time to get a little more real about the process and where it all started. So here we go…
Our first apartment in AZ, where we lived for two years.
When we first moved to Phoenix, three years ago, we lived in an apartment in a part of town that we didn’t really love. It was a very nice, quiet, suburban area which was great for running errands and going for walks at the local park. There was everything we needed right there, a minute or two away, but there wasn’t much culture or many interesting places to check out. We had to typically drive anywhere from 15-45 minutes to go to the places we have come to enjoy so much. The first two years here were tough as we were transitioning from our New York lifestyles, to our new jobs, and our new neighborhood. It definitely wasn’t easy and at times we really second guessed ourselves. We had moments in the first eight months where we really thought we might have made a mistake. Back in NY we weren’t living in the city…we were in the suburbs, which we didn’t love. We considered moving to the city or Brooklyn (where many of our friends were moving to), but after a lot of back and forth we decided we needed something completely different…and what’s more different than the desert? Even though we (accidentally) found ourselves going from a NY suburb to an AZ suburb (more on that another time), there were a lot of changes that were difficult to get used to in the beginning. It was a total culture shock, not a single thing was familiar, but we quickly reminded ourselves that’s what we originally wanted. That unsure feeling slowly went away as we started to find places we loved and people who felt like friends we’ve had forever. It kind of all came at once. It rushed over us and one day we just knew we didn’t want to live anywhere else. Phoenix was the place.
Apartment #2: Our little casita!
In July of 2015, we moved in to the first place that really felt like home. We were in our ideal neighborhood. It was a casita-style apartment with no one above us or below us, and we were only attached to our neighbor by a brick wall that ran along our dining room and living room. It was great. The complex was built back in the 60’s; it had character and great light and we’ve come to learn that it’s not always easy to find those qualities in an apartment. We really enjoyed our space, but not the issues that came with it. As one could imagine, an older apartment doesn’t always feel so charming when you have water leaking from your ceilings and maintenance pretty much living with you from 9-5. Despite how much we loved the apartment and how much time we put into making it feel like our own, the issues really took a toll on us. We work from home and need a space that feels creative and most of all clean, and for two months we just didn’t have that… there was dry wall falling from the ceiling some days and during the last few weeks we were there, pots were constantly on the floor full of leaking water. With just six weeks left in our lease, we decided to leave. It was tough, because 1) we had already created so many wonderful memories there in such a short time and 2) it all happened way too quickly. We had some travel plans coming up, so we felt like we just had to make a decision fast.
How awesome are these advertisements from the 40s and 50s? (via Pinterest)
That’s when we really started talking about houses. We’ll be honest. We never saw ourselves owning a house. We like to travel and never saw ourselves with a huge family, so we always thought apartment living was the way we were going to live. It’s great to have a maintenance team on call if anything goes wrong, we have a fitness center, and a pool. It all sounds great, but at the end of the day it doesn’t belong to us and we’re starting to understand all the fuss about being a home owner. We know nothing is going to be perfect, and hey, what fun would that be? But at the end of the day we would feel so much better knowing that the money we’re putting towards where we live, will be for a place that we will own and can create memories in for years to come. So… we’ve been looking… A LOT! We started looking many months ago, when we had some family in town. Mostly out of curiosity and let’s face it, it’s fun showing out-of-towners different neighborhoods and discovering new areas for yourself, too. We are on the hunt for a charming, historic home here in Phoenix. We have seen some beauties out there, but apparently so has everyone else, because they are going quick! We mentioned it a bit on instagram. We’ve missed out on a few already, but we are staying vigilant and waiting for the right one to come along. We would love something from the 1930s to 1950s with little touches from those decades.
We’re excited, a little nervous, and hoping to find something before the holidays roll around, but the beauty is there’s no urgency, like in the past. We can really take our time and enjoy the process, no matter how nutty it may make us at times. It’s pretty crazy how life works…how you end up in places and walks of life you never thought you would, but this journey has been so incredible so far! So, here’s to the next part of our lives. We’re so happy to be able to share and document it here. Stay tuned!