I think the older you become the more stuff you acquire. And the stuff can no longer fit in toyboxes, or under the bed. Well, I guess a couch could fit under a loft, but after sleeping in one for four years, I like how my feet can touch the ground, without the use of a ladder. But I digress.
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Chris and I moved across the country with only items that could fit in our cars. Then over the last two years, we've acquired bookshelves, skis, dressers, a coffee table, golf clubs, skis, and wedding gifts. YAY!
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The downside to acquiring stuff, is you eventually run out of space. And as well as we designate stuff to the basement aka our cars, a little more room is apreciated. Hence, us looking for houses/condos.
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I envy The Sims' families. All they have to do is stand at the curb, and wait for their perfect hosue to be built. It's the perfect size, has everything they could want in a house. Complete with vaulted ceilings, large living rooms, plenty of storage space and a kitchen that doesn't look like it could fit on a dingy.
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The Sims also don't have to worry about mold in the walls, hardwood floors that need to be redone, if the house is being coinhabitated by animals that should be outside. They don't have to worry about location, taxes, and every other thing on the planet.
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Needless to say, I kind of wish I was a computer character.
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The house hunt involves not only driving all over the Seattle area, but looking at a million living rooms, and a million kitchens, and looking at a million neighborhoods.
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It involves imagining living in this place that has other people's stuff in it, and places that should be torn down, or put on a TLC reality show. We have left places feeling like we need a shower, and wishing the floors were in better condition. We wished there was more space in the living room, and that the kitchens were existant.
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How many places have we looked at? MILLIONS!
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How many more places are we planning on looking at? MILLIONS!
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Yup, really wishing I was in The Sims.
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