Thursday, May 26, 2011

Ode To A Little Brick House

Our little brick house sits in a 60-year-old neighborhood, which is filled with perfect climbing trees and a spectrum of houses, well-kept to run-down, with a spectrum of occupants, children to retirees. The view from her big backyard is one that not even many locals get. She's made of red brick, with wooden decks in the front and the back.

Inside, she has original hardwood floors, french doors, and a set of built-in bookshelves. Her kitchen, dining room, and living room mingle happily with each other, just like the people who come in and out. She's not perfect, but we're slowly giving her the updates she deserves. And she's given our family a place to live for over four years.

In some ways, we'd like to stay here forever. But, unfortunately, our little brick house only has barely over 1,000 square feet. Technically, there are three bedrooms, but one of those is an office, and I honestly can't figure out how a bed and a dresser would both fit in it.

So, we've been looking at our options for getting into a bigger house. And here's what we found out, from two different companies: we have no options. We bought at the peak of the market, and our house value has decreased to the point that we owe more than our house is worth. End of story.

On the bright side, we just paid off our hospital debt! So our plan is to snowball that money directly into our mortgage from now on. With those additional principal payments, it shouldn't be too long before we're back to "right-side-up" on the mortgage.

Our little brick house welcomes us for as long as we need her. And you know what? We're perfectly happy to stay here. Tony and I are going to move into that tiny office and give the bedrooms to the kids. The house will be bursting at the seams. And that's okay.

There's still that tiny part of me that wants to have the bigger house, with room for house guests and dinner guests and play dates. A play room would be amazing. Honestly, I want to keep up with the Joneses. Until (and if) that time comes, we'll sit on our back porch, watching the sun set over Pikes Peak. I think we'll be okay.

1 comment:

Abby said...

I love this, Heather! I understand having a small-ish space (we have 2 bedrooms), and our house is old too. (You've experienced these creaky floors!) What we "need" is just a matter of perspective, and we're working on being content with less. Bigger isn't always better. ;)