We drive around and look at houses all the time. Mostly because we like to talk about where we want to live next, what our home should look like, etc., but also because it's painfully funny to see what we could have purchased now for the same mortgage. Except Clint doesn't actually think it's funny. At all.
This month marks two years in our first house. There are a lot of things we'd do differently if we were to do it all over again. Oh well... we've learned a lot for next time, and I guess it could be worse (just ask my sister).
On the bright side, every few days after my long commute home I realize how pretty the Superstition Mountains are as a backdrop, and I smile when I turn onto our street. The tree-lined streets (a rarity in these parts) are what I first loved about this neighborhood.
Today was one of those days.
Thursday, September 3, 2009