rtyler

Look at me, Zoidberg! Home owner!

Just before I head to the bedroom for the night, I walk to the door by the car port, fiddle with the lock, tug on the door handle. It's secured. Sliding door to the porch? Secured. En route to the sounds of my wife's intermittent snores, I check the front door, fiddle with the dead-bolt, tug the door handle: secured. Great, now I can go to bed.

I have become my step-dad.


When my wife and I started talking about buying a house, we used the place we were renting in Berkeley as a blueprint. It was roughly three bedrooms, had a wonderful backyard and was in what some have called "an up-and-coming neighborhood." Which, by my observations, means it is in the process of gentrifying. Browsing the prices in the San Francisco Bay Area however was an exercise in humility. I thought I was well off, but without a surplus $150k in my back pocket, buying the house we were renting was practically impossible.

When we had moved to Berkeley from San Francisco, fleeing sky-rocketing rent costs, we evaluated Berkeley, Emeryville, El Cerrito and Richmond. For the purposes of home-ownership, none would satisfy our wants within our means.

San Francisco appears to be the epicenter of absurd housing costs, from which inflated costs radiate outward from the penninsula in nearly every direction.

The half-life of this inflation decays the further from the penninsula you drive. Looking north towards areas like Petaluma, Napa, Santa Rosa, and Healdsburg showed promise in price and potential. Sonoma county in particular became particularly interesting to us. Between numerous family events, including our own wedding, we grew fond of the eclectic mix of rural farmlands which run into hoity-toity wineries which reside adjacent to moderately dense suburban towns.

After three months of painful searching, a stack of legal documents unlike any I had seen and an eye-watering down payment: we had purchased our first home in Santa Rosa.

Playing House

The most exciting part about finally owning a house is: if you don't like it, you can change it (you are of course financing any screw-ups or do-overs).

Croy Roofing Co.

In the short 2-3 months since we moved in, we've already made substantial changes, primarily with elbow grease, which I'm quite pleased with:

A yard!

We also brought in some craftsmen to:

We're not yet done sprucing up the place, but we've reached a milestone whereby I'd gladly invite people over.

Rooted

Most of the people in the bay area are renters, something at all uncommon for the middle class here. It's a situation which allows many a great deal of flexibility but for me renting was an uncomfortable condition of transience. Having grown up in a military household, I have lived in 15-20 different houses/apartments; always on the move.

Purchasing a home is not only a long-term committment financially, but mentally. Stepping off the merry-go-round of leases, we are now rooted firmly in the soil of Sonoma county and the city of Santa Rosa.

In years past I had given local politics a passing interest, always voting but never engaging. Feeling like an "outsider", I didn't participate in community events, or anything of the likes. Now residing up the street from a city councilman, in a neighborhood of concerned and locally active neighbors, I have the sense that it is only a matter of time before I more actively participate in the shaping of my community.

I don't know what else our future in Sonoma county holds for us but so long as we make the mortgage payments, and California has water, we're here for a while.

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