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Buy or rent? Wait or jump in with both feet? Good 'hood? Condo, loft, or house? Yard or balcony? West or East? North or South? How much are the taxes? Public tranit available? Closets? Room size? Storage? Garage? These are all of the questions that have been running through my head for exactly one week. When the cow and I decided to put an offer on a 1906 Bungalow in the SE. It [the offer] seemed like the right thing to do. Now, I am going through the questions and literally flip-floping on an hourly basis.
There are goods and bads about all options. The most anxiety driven decison is buying a house. Why do we need a house? Why do we automatically walk into a place and say, "we can change the fireplace" and "we can try to make the closets larger." It is some weird need to have a "place of our own." Is it really ours?

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