Home $weet Home

It was nine years ago that I bought my condo... the 485 square feet I call home.  It was one of the best things I've done for myself. 

It was love at first sight: the layout, the ocean view, the private balcony.  The price was right.  I made an offer, it was accepted, I started packing.  For 21 years prior I had lived in a studio guest apartment slightly smaller than the one I bought so I was used to cozy spaces.  When my former landlady died, her heirs wanted to sell the house; it was time for me to move. 

I have no regrets.  Nor have I had one day of buyer's remorse.  I love my home.  The sunrise flooding my east facing ocean view windows, the sunset streaming into my kitchen and bath.  The days I sit on my balcony reading, the nights I stargaze. 

I crunched the numbers and discovered that my monthly home ownership expense (I paid cash, no mortgage involved) is cheaper than my former rent, by 33%.  Wow.  That much.  It's extra $$ in my savings account every month. 

Best of all, I will never have to move again and I'll never be a bag lady.

Penny Pincher