My first house.
I loved everything about it. It looked cute. The mortgage was cheap. It had two original fireplace mantles. It didn’t bother me that it didn’t even have a driveway, or that there were some houses nearby that had been converted into cheap apartments. It was my first home. The threshold was low and I was happy.
My next house.
It was really a dump when we bought it, but I was so happy to have a garage, a master bathroom and to be the trashiest house on a nice street verses the best house on a trashy street. I quickly grew to hate the trek from upstairs to the garage when I would take my kids to school, and the awkwardness of the split foyer design when people would come over. The threshold for happiness was still low since having more space, that garage and my own bathroom were enough to get me excited. It was better than the first house and that was enough.
My next house.
This is the one where we started getting more picky. Doing things like wanting to know if any houses around it were rentals, checking out the pantry and school districts. The first house was better than renting a house. The second house was better than the first. That type of thinking wasn’t going to cut it on this move. I loved living here, although there was no storage or anything. Also, I was told that my lot was the gravel pit for the neighborhood, which is why the grass never looked good in the front yard.
The current house.
We weren’t going to settle as much this time. We looked and looked and looked at many houses. The yard had to be flat. There had to be more storage space. The kitchen had to have a better pantry and more counter space. The previous houses were more about finding a house we liked. This one had to be in a certain part of town. We didn’t have to move. We wanted to move……which gets me to the point of this post.
And that point is that buyers who have owned several house and are now looking for their pinnacle house, the one they will live in before they start downsizing, are pretty picky. And that is okay.
These buyers have lived in enough places to know what they want and more importantly, what they don’t want. They know what they can compromise on and what they can’t. The gray area that was okay for previous houses is gone. There is no “Well, maybe that won’t bother me as much as I think it will.”
My next house??
Maybe something like this. I love windows. I love looking out and seeing leaves blowing in the wind, and clouds, and birds in the air. I want to feel like I am outside even when I am inside. I want it bright. I want a view. Of something. Trees, water, anything other than the back of my neighbor’s house. I want to feel inspired by the architecture of my next house.
And the next house will probably be at the center of many posts about downsizing and empty nest buyers.