Has it really been 3.5 months since I’ve written here?! Sheesh. Last time I posted, I was bitching about being under contract for a condo. I am happy to report that we. has. condo.
Our persistence paid off and we are officially homeowners! I feel so adulty nshit. Paying the mortgage for the first time a week or so ago definitely hurt, but the pros outweigh the cons. We have a lot more space, a dishwasher, and instead of crossing a courtyard and descending into a creepy-ass, water bug infested basement to do our laundry, we just go down one floor. It’s lit! (I know that phrase is overused, but I don’t care.)
This place was built in the 1920’s, so there are lots of quirks, but we love it here. The boiler in our building was recently replaced and there were a couple days without heat, buuuut those repair costs come out of our HOA fees so I’m not super worried. Part of the reason we wanted to get a condo is because we didn’t want to do yard work, or have to pay for every single little thing that needs fixing. The windows here are old, (our unit has 20 of them: GASP!) but apparently the coop board is considering financing the cost of replacing them in all the buildings so that’s a huge relief. I’d rather pay for a fraction of the cost than the whole enchilada.
Other quirks include figuring out how to dispose of bulk trash sans car (read, Wayfair furniture that was damaged during shipping) and having to wear earplugs to bed some nights because radiators can get pretty fucking loud when the pipes are old.
All things considered, we’re thrilled to be here. We wanted to stay in the city really really REALLY bad, which can be hard with the real estate prices in DC. I’m glad we stuck to our guns. This old place has beaucoup potential. We’re enjoying polishing our little gem.