Its early, I’m at my desk. The view is great, though I can see I will be pulling more weeds. Home ownership has its duties and rewards. I’ve got a smile plastered on my face all the same. Just had a visit from Todd, a good life long friend. He just came through town last night.
Lifelong Friendships are a treasure.
We sat around the kitchen table last night laughing and telling stories.
Todd and I had spent a few summers between college years living on beaches when we were younger. Before starting families and going off to the “Real World.” What a treasure to be able to hang out decades later and laugh about it all.
Bonus, Todd was traveling on this occasion with his son. They were returning from a collegiate internship in Portland Oregon and my house was a good spot for a pit stop on the way back to Ohio.
My wife left the food planning to to me, so I went with my favorites. Pizza and Ribs. Proto’s Pizza has locations all over the Boulder metro area and I ordered a couple of pies. Earlier in the day I stopped by my favorite BBQ joint, Wayne’s Smoke Shack and picked up a rack of ribs.
I supposed I could have utilized our kitchen to actually craft a home cooked meal. Nah, faster and easier this way.
I just wanted the joyful part of hanging out at the kitchen table to talk and laugh. I think if we already had our purchased outdoor patio furniture we might have hung around that fire pit we installed. Probably need to buy some more bloody furniture before the next friend visits! Ha.
Like I say, the duties of home ownership.
You don’t have to own a house to have friends visit. But I will say friends, holidays, special family occasions, a home makes for a great setting for these moments and I’m happy we found ours. While entertaining last night we told the story of my own Buyer’s Remorse moment.
Buyer’s Remorse nearly kept us from calling this wonderful spot home – and I’m a Realtor! Ha.
We had been living on Marigold, at the end of a cul-de-sac, next to a big open field. With Boulder booming, that field was being scraped, a new housing development was coming. We were heart broken.
The police officer gave me the one day win, but told me the farmer contracted to mow the lot would be more the aggressive the next day and suggested I not stay home if I couldn’t behave myself. My son said I was crazy. LOL.
So, the development came and we decided, if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em.
With our beloved field gone and our house suddenly next door to hammering and sawing and houses, we got on the waiting list for the new Meritage development. Being a decent Realtor, we were fairly high up on the list.
Every couple of weeks, a new release of lots came along. We would get an option to move forward, but we wanted a certain location. So we talked about it over the kitchen table and waited for the right lot.
When the dream lot came along, it was in the same position as our old home, but now 300 yards down the new road. Our home would now back to official open space.
We stood on the lot one sunny day and decided, “Let’s build a house.”
But, that’s not the buyer’s remorse moment. That came a few days later when we had to go to the sales office and actually write the contract. The builder had all the interested parties meet at the same time, and then offered the choice of lots in that day’s release one by one to families according to their place in the virtual line.
We were going to be first in line that day, to get the dream lot. But I was having buyer’s remorse something fierce. And I wasn’t even under contract yet.
My wife and I argued at the kitchen table, she forced me to get in a car and drive over to the sales office. I was seriously the last person to arrive. I recall most folks looked dressed for a wedding. I was in sweatpants, unshaven, no shower. Seriously not feeling well. Basically your classic version of home buyer’s remorse.
Well, last night we laughed about that moment while sitting ’round our kitchen table with a life long high school buddy. And I’m super happy Julie and I purchased this house and all the wonderful memories we’ve been creating since. We even hosted my extended family of 41 for Thanksgiving last year, but hey, that’s another story.
Maybe we’ll trade stories over a table or while viewing your new home one day. I really do love what I do, helping clients to buy homes and sell homes. Give me a shout, I’m available to help you find your perfect place to have your kitchen table moment.
And I’ll be there for you in your moment of buyer’s remorse!