Good morning Loves. Well after three weeks BF and I are slowly – and I mean very slowly – getting settled into our apartment. We still have boxes in the living room and bedroom but I’m happy tell you that all our furniture is finally here.
We spent the last three weeks driving around the suburbs going to furniture stores, shopping malls and grocery stores as well as hardware stores, Home Depot and Wal-Mart. I’m not sure if I mentioned it before but I went to Home Depot for the first time in my life and it was an experience. My younger sister owns her home and she loves spending her weekends at Home Depot and now I see why.
As BF and I were driving home one night we got lost in the suburbs and took a wrong turn onto the cutest little street I ever did see. It was lined with single family homes and big oak trees. At that particular moment something happened to me – something I never thought would happen. I thought to myself WOW I’d like to live here.
I think I want to leave downtown
I have always taken pride in the fact that I live downtown in a big city. I enjoy the convenience of having everything within walking distance of my doorstep. However there was something about the quiet suburban life that is really starting to appeal to me. Does that sound crazy?
I love living downtown because it’s what makes a city so special. I never wanted to live in the suburbs because I grew up in a small town and I always wanted more. I also love living downtown because all the things that are unique to a city are usually located in the city center. I want to wake up and see the charm a city has to offer, I don’t want to wake up and live my life in Any town U.S.A.
Maybe I want a house
I have always advocated the benefits of renting. I like the convenience of renting an apartment downtown, I like the carefree lifestyle that comes along with renting and I like having no responsibility when it comes to repairing appliances in my apartment.
Then I saw this house. It was a beige house on a corner lot (side note: I grew up in a corner house). It wasn’t too big, which means I won’t have to spend my evenings and weekends cleaning; but it was just big enough for a couple. To make a long story short it was absolutely perfect. I can’t really picture myself with a house in the suburbs and a mortgage but maybe that’s where I’m headed.
Does that mean I want kids?
I’m admittedly not a big fan of kids. But my thoughts of leaving downtown for the suburbs and moving out of my apartment into a house has me thinking if kids are just a hop, skip and jump away. Having kids seems like a lot of work and I would definitely have to stop putting myself first, but now I’m thinking maybe I can do that. Maybe I can trade in my lazy Saturdays for swim practice and maybe I can give up my Netflix Sundays to become a soccer mom. I don’t know what’s triggering these thoughts, maybe it’s because I just turned 34 years old and I’m starting to realize it’s Go Time if I want to have kids.
Have you had an AH HA moment yet?
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