Renters for Life?

Because there is a chance that R and I will be staying here, I started looking at real estate in Redwood Shores.  Even though it’s technically a part of Redwood City, which is kinda, sorta ghetto in my opinion, most people consider Redwood Shores it’s own little island.  It’s clean, quiet and smack in between SF and the South Bay.  We don’t have mega-commercial complexes but we can easily drive down to RWC or up to Foster City for our Target, Costco needs and the same goes for finding a Whole Foods or Trader Joe’s.  I like the accessibility of walking trails and nature preserves here.  I love the trees and the new little library around the corner.  

But at the same time, there’s a chance that we might not stay.  

Life is easier as renters.  There is no commitment, no responsibilities.  We can up and leave whenever we want.  And even though we’re not “investing” properly, I kinda don’t care.  After all these years of wanting to settle down and to buy a place, when push comes to shove, I don’t know if I can pull the trigger.  Scared or noncommittal?  Probably a little of both. 

No sex and no foot massages yet.  R is still out with the flu, although he’s doing MUCH, MUCH better.  I want my husband back!

There’s an article in the NY Times about the rental market in NY and how it’s gotten a bit more affordable.  At one point, R and I paid $4000 a month, plus a $2000 broker fee for our furnished one bedroom in Chelsea.  Thank goodness we were in NY temporarily, I don’t think we could have survived any longer than we did… Oh, but I miss NY bagels, with lox and cream.

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