I live in a Treehouse, or maybe it just feels like I do. My mom calls me a former basement dweller. My husband is a former basement dweller too. So how did two basement dwellers end up in a treehouse?
Our treehouse is a miracle. When Tyrone and I got engaged we started looking at apartment rents and wondered if we could even afford to get married. Rents were insanely high and our salaries were pretty low. So we kinda started to worry but kept looking and then we just stopped. Fortunately my mom loves a good challenge. She started looking at houses or condos or anything. Another thing about my mom, she loves to walk. She gets bored walking in the same neighborhood so sometimes she'll drive to another and walk there. View Ridge was one of her favorite places to walk.
View Ridge is such a different neighborhood. There are large homes on the bluff, 1950 ramblers, an apartment building, a church, and our condo. A baseball diamond is just 2 blocks from our treehouse. View Ridge reminds me of those perfect neighborhoods in the movies. The kids all have a place to go play and there is a gas station near by to buy soda and candy. The houses have yards and the neighbors are friendly.
So back to our miracle. One day my mom notices that there is a condo for sale. So we call and get a tour. It's in the basement. Tyrone and I walk around and think maybe this could work but it was 4 bedrooms and really big. Plus it was still out of our price range. We really liked View Ridge and thought about making it work. But God had other plans. My mom went walking again.
This time she sees a car pull in the parking lot and decides to ask if there are any other units for sale. The women in the car said she is thinking about selling her unit. She hadn't put it on the market yet and liked the fact that we would be newlyweds. Two days later she gives us a tour and I fell I love.
I had found my Treehouse. Her unit was on the top floor in the corner. Both bedrooms had large picture windows so did the living room plus a slider and cute deck. Because our neighborhood is so well established there are some amazingly large trees. Plus a peekaboo view of the sound from our bedroom. It feels like a treehouse.
The most amazing part was Tyrone didn't see the inside until after we'd bought it. Tyrone can be very picky and he loves our treehouse. And that is how two basement dwellers found their Treehouse.
Our treehouse is a miracle. When Tyrone and I got engaged we started looking at apartment rents and wondered if we could even afford to get married. Rents were insanely high and our salaries were pretty low. So we kinda started to worry but kept looking and then we just stopped. Fortunately my mom loves a good challenge. She started looking at houses or condos or anything. Another thing about my mom, she loves to walk. She gets bored walking in the same neighborhood so sometimes she'll drive to another and walk there. View Ridge was one of her favorite places to walk.
View Ridge is such a different neighborhood. There are large homes on the bluff, 1950 ramblers, an apartment building, a church, and our condo. A baseball diamond is just 2 blocks from our treehouse. View Ridge reminds me of those perfect neighborhoods in the movies. The kids all have a place to go play and there is a gas station near by to buy soda and candy. The houses have yards and the neighbors are friendly.
So back to our miracle. One day my mom notices that there is a condo for sale. So we call and get a tour. It's in the basement. Tyrone and I walk around and think maybe this could work but it was 4 bedrooms and really big. Plus it was still out of our price range. We really liked View Ridge and thought about making it work. But God had other plans. My mom went walking again.
This time she sees a car pull in the parking lot and decides to ask if there are any other units for sale. The women in the car said she is thinking about selling her unit. She hadn't put it on the market yet and liked the fact that we would be newlyweds. Two days later she gives us a tour and I fell I love.
I had found my Treehouse. Her unit was on the top floor in the corner. Both bedrooms had large picture windows so did the living room plus a slider and cute deck. Because our neighborhood is so well established there are some amazingly large trees. Plus a peekaboo view of the sound from our bedroom. It feels like a treehouse.
The most amazing part was Tyrone didn't see the inside until after we'd bought it. Tyrone can be very picky and he loves our treehouse. And that is how two basement dwellers found their Treehouse.
That is so awesome!!
ReplyDeleteI really like the title of your blog! I would guess you know that your father attended View Ridge Grade School on the other side of Puget Sound
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