Now that I’m 40 and half my life has gone by, it seems about time to do the big girl thing and commit. To property. I almost bought a townhouse back in January and then I didn’t…and then, a week ago, I bought the same townhouse I passed on before. Well, not the exact same one, but it’s in the same community and it’s the same unit letter and position, just one building down. I’m glad I waited because the interest rate I have now is a full percent lower than what I had back in January. That’s tens of thousands of dollars in savings on a loan this big. Plus, I got a better unit because in this one, the previous owner shrunk both the kitchen and bathroom slightly to fit in a third bedroom. The location of the building is also better, with a large tree at the corner and not butting right up to the next building.
Here’s everything I love about it:
- It has only one shared wall with no one above or below me. I don’t want a house because I don’t want to deal with a yard (or move out of Boulder to somewhere I could actually afford a house), so having only one shared wall in a community living situation is quite the lucky find.
- It’s in Boulder proper, which is defined by me as the area bounded by Diagonal/Iris to the north, the foothills to the west, Baseline to the south, and Foothills Parkway to the east.
- I somehow made my ridiculously short commute (5-10 minutes) even shorter (4-6 minutes) because I no longer have to go through Boulder’s busiest intersection. Plus, I go over a bridge, which gives me the most epic view of all the foothills west of Boulder every single morning.
- It has a carport with enough space for guest parking.
- It has a fireplace, two bedrooms plus a bonus office space, nice and newish appliances, stylish wood floors in the common areas, and a nicely redone kitchen (mostly) and bathroom.
- It’s on a dead-end road with almost no one around if I don’t even feel like walking to the dog park on the coldest winter days.
- I have a large, private deck with a beautiful tree shading part of it for Trotsky’s rest and relaxation, while the other part is in full sun for vegetable and flower growing.
- It has a community center with a pool and sauna.
- It’s on the running path with a barely-used, grassy (not sand), off-leash dog park just a three minute walk away. I sit on the picnic bench with my smoothie while Trotz spends 20 minutes every morning sniffing and rolling and loving life.
- The price per square foot gives plenty of room to grow, considering what other properties in Boulder are selling for, making it a great investment. But also, the mortgage is also low enough that I could cover it with rent if I leave Boulder in a few years.
Things I don’t like about it:
- The kitchen cupboards are seriously ghetto, but that can be easily fixed.
- The deck faces a busy road, but at least I can’t hear any traffic noise at all inside the house.
That’s it! There’s nothing else I don’t like. Trotsky seems to like it too. Here’s a little before and after side-by-side from moving day.
I moved in on July 13, so I’m in the unpacking phase still. And it’ll take a while to figure out how I want to furnish and decorate the place, since the Little House on the Prairie was fully furnished and I own almost nothing. I do have a few pieces of furniture, and I obviously bought a mattress right away, but I want to give myself some time to get a feel for the place before I decide exactly what to do with it.
Since the new place is nowhere near photo-ready, instead, I’ll leave you with the chicken decor from the last place. I meant to feature them in more blog posts over the last year and a half, but never got around to it except for this one and this one. Can you believe I walked away from all this fabulousness? At least one chicken made the move with me.