House dreams

Matt and I can’t afford a condo yet but it’s still fun to dream. Also, looking is good motivation to put those pennies and dollars in the bank instead of in yet another shoe investment. San Francisco has a seemingly endless supply of open houses on weekends so there is no end to the dreams.

On Sunday we went to two in our neighborhood. First stop, a two bedroom on Chestnut St(Russian Hill side of course). The condo was much bigger than our apartment and was obviously the victim of a buy ‘n flip. There were new counters and cabinets in the kitchen. Unfortunately, I think in someone’s effort to beautify, they replaced historical fixtures with inexpensive wood and plastic throwing charm out the window.

Stop two brought us to an open house on Greenwich. Walking in the building made me happy – it screamed San Francisco. Built in the ‘20s, the building had all the charm that brings people to San Francisco and makes them stay. It had a price tag to match (the charm part, not the stay part). “Weighing in” much smaller with only 1 bedroom and large closest the condo became my dream home in under 5minutes. Granite and marble counters, hard wood floors, and wood burning fireplace, and parking – like Christmas and birthdays wrapped in a huge mortgage.