At least I was prepared...somewhat

This is the view from my (current) kitchen window.....not too shabby, eh? Kinda breath taking I think. And, not the worst way in the world to start your day. I've been happy and lucky to have been living in the "Galaxy" Towers now for the last two years....high atop the 19th floor, across the street from the ocean. But, just how much is this worth to me, financially speaking?

Of course, that was a tough question to even wrap my brain around because I was always too mesmerized looking out of my window(s). But, back in January, my husband posed this exact question. Being concerned that debt was eating him (us) alive, and being heavily influenced by the common sense that is Dave Ramsey on talk radio, he brought up the suggestion about downsizing. My immediate reaction was something like...."Nooooooooooooooooooooooo. How can you take me to this place and then make me leave it?!" Of course, this was internal dialogue that I had to scale down to something much less reactive.

Anyway, I would be a liar if I said it didn't hit me hard and that I was totally receptive to moving. We've moved so many times already. I was thinking, "Can't we just rent here forever?" But, much like I would remind my clients in therapy, I was thinking that little illogical tidbit straight from my emotional mind. And the emotion? Fear. Fear of loss, fear of change...all the good ones.  The one thing about me, though, is that I can assimilate ideas that I am wincing at initially. So, I asked my husband, "When do you foresee this happening?" - His answer? Around June.

Well, he brought it up a little before then (this month, in fact) and actually got me on board. What's even weirder, he's got me a little excited about the idea.  Of course, he's a great salesman. It's kind of like we're starting over, reducing our living space back to something we had when we were much younger. Of course, now, our relationship is strong and we really know how to communicate and support each other. AND, we're on the same page financially. How many couples can really say that?

So, I should have really started this blog at the actual beginning of this adventure - because, then I could have written about my incessant refreshing of craig's list listings and the roller coaster between excitement and frustration that comes along with finding a new place. But, I didn't. So, I will let this be the jumping off point. In 25 days or so, we will be fully transitioned into our new place. I am going to keep you in some suspense about the place we're now going to call home until the next time I write. Until then.....I would encourage all of you out there who are actually going to read this to think about how much you're invested in this culture of debt?