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This is our third move in three years and with each one I learn something new. Since we were used to being homeowners, the world of renting seemed ambiguous and scary. Here are the top 5 things we’ve learned to check before accepting a rental and signing on the dotted line. Read the rest of this entry »
When did finding a place to live become so difficult? I am shocked at how challenging it is to find a good place to rent here in Seattle. When I was in my 20’s living with roommates in NYC, I moved no less than four times in five years. Each time we had to scour the internet for listings, trying to find those not listed by an agent, set up appointments scheduling with the roommates, and show up ready with a check for at least three months’ rent (first, last, security or first and security plus agent fee). It was a competitive market but it was also New York City and since we were in our twenties you can imagine we needed pretty low rent, which put us in the pool with the majority of real New Yorkers also looking for a place to live.
I left New York in 2005 and moved in with my now wife who owned her home in Minneapolis. After we got married, we refinanced the house and put my name on it so I was officially a homeowner, too! When we moved to Florida, we rented a nice home until we eventually sold our Minnesota house and bought a new one. We are grownups and thought grownups owned their homes. Read the rest of this entry »
Life is about choices and consequences. We have to be mindful of the potential consequences when deciding what choices to make. Sometimes it’s hard to know what those consequences might be but part of being a grown up is considering the possibilities.
If I choose to eat a pint of ice cream every night, likely I will gain weight. If I choose to spend money on clothes and shoes before paying the bills, I might run out before I have enough. In my opinion there’s no such thing as “can I afford it?” – you just make choices and then have to deal with the consequences. Do you want to pay your bills? Do you want to have money in the bank? Do you want to have credit card debt? Answer those questions first, then see if you can make the choice to purchase something.
Making the decision for me to become a SAHM was a family decision both me and my spouse had to make together. Read the rest of this entry »
I am a corporate wife. I didn’t realize it for a long time, but now I must face the facts. I was thirty-four when I had my son almost three years ago. I was living a nice life in Minneapolis as a young professional working full-time at what I thought was a good, well-paying, respectable job. Then, my partner got a new job. A really good job with a company that paid to relocate us. To South Florida. Suburban South Florida. So we took our son out of daycare, I put in my notice, and we moved to the burbs.
The good thing about the burbs is that is can be a little more affordable than the city. Rents were reasonable and we found much bigger house to live in. And that’s the story of how I became a SAHM (stay-at-home-mom). At first I was a WAHM (work-at-home-mom) because my former employer kept me on for a few months while they hired and I trained my replacement. That was a great transition for me, though the 20 hours of work per week that were expected of me were often hard to manage while also caring for a young toddler. I’ll confess to relying on Dora the Explorer as babysitter a few more times than I would like to admit but sorry, bud, conference calls don’t always get scheduled during nap time!
That lasted a few months and slowly died down and I adjusted to my new life as the primary caregiver for our energetic and sweet toddler. And then, just as I was getting the swing of things, finding my way around, making a weekly schedule of activities (YMCA, tumbling class, meet ups) WHAM I got the news. My partner got a promotion. How wonderful! Well, on paper mostly. It’s a career ladder move with not much monetary change. And, it’s in Seattle. That’s 3,355 miles directly across the country. Hadn’t we just made a substantial move just a year and a half ago? Yes. And here we are again.
I am a corporate wife because I will go where we go. I will move our family to where the work takes us. I will care for our children (now expecting baby #2) and support my spouse because it is her career that is supporting our family. It can be like a military family who moves when the soldier is stationed at another base. Only, there is no support network of other corporate transplant wives similar to the resources available to military families. Sometimes it is hard. Sometimes it is ugly. But it is certainly an adventure.
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