Our first condo was a beautiful, brand new skybox condo uptown with a private rooftop that had a fantastic view of the city. We lived there with an awesome roommate, and after living there for a little less than a year, his current girlfriend moved in too. It. was. phenomenal.We stayed up on weekends drinking and playing cards, walking to bars near the condo, and throwing the kind of outrageous parties that you thought only existed in film-land. Eventually, our awesome roommate got a job offer in Florida, and the partying finally came to an end. He and his girlfriend moved away, and J and I found a more affordable condo for just the two of us.
We moved into an older condo neighborhood that consisted of mostly young professionals, young families with small kids, and retired folks who lived alone but still knew how to have a damn good time. The condos themselves were OLD AS DIRT. They were built in the 1940's (badass, right?) and while some of them were updated and absolutely fabulous, the one we found was, sadly, not. Not even close. However, this being our first place together alone, I was more than thrilled when the landlord said "Paint? Of course you can paint! In fact, you can do whatever you want to the place because you really can't make it worse." Trust me, he was not wrong. I spent the next year and a half making that condo our first home. After spending so much time and money fixing the place up and realizing that I didn't have ANY before & after photos, I decided that I would never make that mistake again. So, here is one of the very few photos we have of the cozy little living room in our last condo. Filled to the brim with hand me down furniture and hand-made wall art.
We loved this condo with almost all of our hearts. It was our first home, and the location was beyond fantastic. We were in a lovely little neighborhood, but that neighborhood was walking distance from a street full of bars, restaurants, and the newly renovated bowling alley. However, this condo had roaches like no other. The buildings were old, the trees surrounding the buildings were old, and the buildings insulation was poorly done which was painfully obvious as soon as the weather changed. For those reasons, we started looking for another place once we realized that we had about six months left of our year and a half lease.
We looked and looked and looked. We looked for six full months and at the very last minute, luck smiled upon us. We landed in our very first house.
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