House hunting is difficult. Even when I know what I want exactly, it’s still difficult.
We checked out a condo yesterday that we both fell in love with. It’s amazing! stunning locality, new kitchen cabinets, garage and even affordable for a change. But, it’s a brutal 50 minutes’ drive from my office. Plus it doesn’t have a dedicated balcony. If you’ve grown up in a middle class household in Bangalore all your life, you know what a luxury balcony can be. I know Seattle is not a drink-coffee-in-your-balcony kinda city, but I’m unwilling to be flexible in that department still. But, we’d lose a beautiful home because of my tomfoolery. We haven’t made a decision yet but we must in a couple of days. We have no time left.
And then there’s this other apartment. It’s on the ground floor (I can finally jump around as much as I want should we choose to move in here), dandy fireplace, island kitchen, a minute away from the downtown, private balcony and a four star rating on Yelp. A part of me feels like this will be it. Our second home. We’ll see about the run of my instincts very soon after taking a tour this evening.
But, you know what, I wish we didn’t have to move. I suck at letting go of things, I’m a hoarder of a kind. I realize that I’ve to stop being such a dufus and learn to let go gracefully, but I’m not there yet. Our home that we live in has everything we need except that it’s priced at an excess of 30% compared to resembling homes in the market. Why? I don’t know. But, this was the first home that I painstakingly set up inch by inch all by myself, okay okay Murali helped too, but I want to claim my bragging rights considering the man only had a set of black linens and a bed that he called home prior to this. We turned what one would call an apartment into a home that we love so much now.
An over sized TV unit, one couch per person, a work table that we didn’t need and vases in bathrooms as well. We shopped like a bunch of idiots when we started a life together, but such was the excitement of having our own home! This home! It doesn’t matter where we live next, I’ll hold this one very close to my heart. And oh, more than the home itself, I’ll miss the West Lake. I’ll be looking at the ten thousand pictures of my lake, the ducks, the plant life around the lake bed and that spectacular view of east Redmond with an extra eye when I see them from now on. They mean so much to me. This home has been witness to our budding relationship, of love laughter cries and anger. We’ll miss you dear home :-(
I’ll have to squeeze in time to take a few pictures of our home before we leave. One can only hope.