A short story about our first houses. As a long time book lover, I would jump at the chance to live on a street like this, though I can't ever imagine living anywhere but the country. We're coming up to 6 years in our little house in the big woods and now more than ever, it feels like home.
When we first started out, we lived in a new complex of condos. All young families and professionals, living on the edge of ravine (which now has houses) and enjoying being far from the centre of the Big City but with all the conveniences we needed to live comfortably. The two of us looked so young, like we were still in our early teens, so often we were asked what our rent was .... we were proud to say we were owners, with a mortgage! One of my first experiences of people making assumptions about us. We lived t here for 4 years and then moved to a home that was larger as we had started our family and dh really wanted a garage (I agreed!). However, when we bought that house, we knew we wouldn't live there long as it wasn't the best part of town. My dad, a realtor, convinced us that because it was a changing area, that the funds we put in to the house would double in a year. We stayed 18 months and they actually tripled, giving us enough money to move away from the Big City and to the little hamlet we resided in for 26 years. With the 6 years we've almost accumulated here, it will be 32 years this Summer since we moved away from the hustle and bustle of city life. No regrets! It's there if we need it, like today when we have to drive in to my Naturopath appointment. But far enough away we're separated from the noise and crime. We love it out here.
What was your first house like?
Do you still live there?
~ Chy
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We bought our first house before we got married and people wondered how we did it. Tree-planting for two summers (he did, not me) helped build the kitty. I laughed at how you looked like teens - when people came to the house and I answered the door, they often asked for my mother!
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