This is the first time I’m buying a home from a plan. Yup, one of the biggest purchases of my life and I couldn’t see it first and I had to buy it quick from rinky dinky floor plans, because my choices were slim and the market is aggressive. (Honestly, I had less time to think about buying this then I do when I’m buying jeans). Here’s how I made my decision.
What’s a mom with genuinely modern problems to do? Go. On. Pintrest. Houzz. Google Image Search. Anything that feeds my eyes with inspiration for my new home the condo and helps me escape my routine, even for just a few minutes. Right now, I’m obsessing over the finishes because my first design meeting is likely coming up soon. And (gasp), I’ve decided I’m going to make the most of the builder’s finishes.
Thanks to our little yellow house, we watched Camille enjoy that kind of happy and unfettered existence where the minutes don’t count because we had a front yard where she could play with chalk and a backyard where she could help dig up weeds and watch ants go on parade. The house changed us and it was impossible to consider moving back into the bright lights and cramped quarters deep in the six.
We just bought a condo, a 1250 square foot box with a 240 square foot terrace and downtown finishes (read: concrete ceilings, white walls and floor-to-ceiling windows) that remind us of our first home. Don’t freak out for us though. It’s bigger than most post-war bungalows across Canada…