My wife and I decided after living in the same condo for the last 15 years that maybe it was time for a change.
There is a great area that we hang out in with workout, grocery, pharmacy, and–most importantly to my wife–Starbucks–all right there.
So my wife made an appointment for us to look at this rental right above all the action….
The apartment was nice, modern, and best of all in this vibrant neighborhood–but on the smallish side (we would definitely be cramped) and with a substantial monthly.
My wife, the perennial city dweller, loved it, and I didn’t.
Next, my turn up, we went with a real estate broker to see a charm of a house–this was the one we’d “been waiting for,” all these years.
Solid, roomy, castle-like…but it would have some ongoing house maintenance things and was a little distance from public transportation (i.e. we’d mostly have to drive).
This time, my wife hated it, and I loved it.
Back and forth–argue and debate–getting no where (this is a very egalitarian relationship–my wife tells me what to do!) 🙂
Thinking about this, I say “Okay, let’s compromise”–let’s look for a more upscale and roomy condo that we can make our own but in the neighborhood she really likes (and yeah, I like it too).
1-2-3, with a little searching, we find something online we like, and back to the real estate broker to make an appointment.
This story is not over in terms of where (or if) we are going to move to, but along the way we continue to learn as a couple to get along, love each other, and of course, compromise. 😉
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)