Thursday, March 8, 2012
Let me start off by saying that in this post, I may come off as a spoiled brat. I promise I'm not-- a brat, that is. I am spoiled in the sense that my parents have always given me everything I need-- and in most cases, everything that I've really wanted and seemed practical in their eyes. For example, they sent me to a private school in Oahu for high school, which is no cheap matter and loaned me their minivan when I needed to get places. So no, I didn't receive a BMW for my 16th birthday, but yes, I had wheels to get me where I needed to go. And I've always had a lot of 'stuff,' which in hindsight seem extremely unnecessary.
I digress. I love our house, I don't love doing the work that we need to get it where we want it to be. Before we bought our house, we were going back and forth between the one we purchased and another townhouse that was single level, a little run-down, and a short sale. It had a gorgeous patio and an extra outdoor area for the dogs to pee and run around in. It only had one and a half bathrooms, which was a big negative. We ended up choosing the house we have for the amount of bathrooms, the fact that it was a little more taken care of, just for... everything overall.
Yesterday I was perusing a realtor's site and saw that there was ANOTHER listing for the townhouse complex we had initially been looking at-- but it WASN'T run down and it WASN'T a short sale! & it is single level! And two outdoor spaces! And everything I neeeeeeed!
Ugh, I was so bummed. Had that been listed while we were searching for place, or had we waited a few .... 5 months, I would have been all over that house!
Finally (thankfully) I actually stopped to think about what a brat (!) I sounded like! As if it weren't enough to just have purchased a townhouse, I'm already doubting our purchase! How ungrateful. Lesson learned: don't compare things because you'll never gain happiness that way...