Moved. (Not doing that again for a while.)
Two months ago I bought a flat in San Francisco with Aimee. Very exciting – my/our first home. We closed back in February but didn’t move in until yesterday because it came with a tenant. Anyways, he moved out on Saturday night and Aimee and I moved in Sunday at 9am.
Last night was our first night in the new place. I love it.
We’ve done a pretty good job unpacking already, but that barely matters because I love the place. The building is a bit over 100 years old – very solid and stable and classic. Three-story SF flat. Between Guerrero and Dolores on 23rd Street.
I’ll fill you in on more details later, but for now that’s the news and part of my excuse for not writing here with any consistency as of late.
Nice, congrats! I went the other direction, both in age and location of dwelling. New townhouse in Santa Clara. I remember when we bought our first place, when I was still living up in Sacramento. It’s such an awesome feeling to finally have your own place, even though the monthly mortgage makes you wish you were still paying what you paid for rent. ;)