25/08/2021
Almost a year ago we moved into this apartment & it seemed so perfect for us.
It was so perfect for us. This was Lennox’s first home, first bath, first laugh, roll, sit up, crawl, steps — his first sanctuary.
But with each day that he grows, we outgrow this little apartment, too.
We’ve been looking to buy a house in Denver for the past almost 6 months. We’ve put in 3 offers, went under contract for one, terminated after inspection, negotiated, and have still yet to find “the one.”
You can’t find a decent home in the greater Denver area for under $500k & if you do, it’s a 3 bed 1 bath built in 1942 metal fenced sh****le.
I am exhausted. I am spent. I am constantly let down week after week. We love Colorado. I truthfully never want to move back to Orlando, where I’m from, and we have no other family/connects in other states.
There’s literally nothing we can do, but keep looking. Keep our heads up. I keep throwing all the affirmations in the universe like “what is mine, will come to me.”
But I’m getting impatient AF. Our lease is up here November 1st. Being a buyer in this market is disheartening & stupid & unfair & tiring. So I guess I just needed to vent. And maybe throw it out into the ether that if anyone owns a home that they would like to sell us :-) that :-) would :-) rock.
In the meantime, I’m taking suggestions — if we don’t find a home by November what should we do? Buy an airstream? Live in the woods? Move to a religious commune & not have to pay rent? What are we thinking.