My condo sold last week. I bought it near immediately following the divorce, it served me great for a year and a half until I found Rebecca, and served a friend of mine well since then as a furnished rental. It was a good little space with excellent neighbors and an outstanding location. I didn’t end up getting rich on it, but more importantly it turned out to be a smart financial decision to buy. Had I not been able to rent it for the couple of years in order to build up some equity, it would have been a less smart purchase.
Now begins the ordeal of fitting in or getting rid of an entire home and storage space’s worth of stuff when our place was already close to completely furnished.
No more real estate stuff for a couple of years, please. I’ve recently realized I’ve not lived anywhere for more than three years since going away to college in 2000.
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