In the House
In recent oh-shit-we-really-are-adults news, Sarah and I put a bid on a townhouse and the seller said, gulp, “OK.”
Loan on Thursday. Inspection on Friday. Meet with lawyer next week. Close on May 10. Boom. Done. What?
We’re in Governor’s Village, aka, The Poor Man’s Southern Village. The three-year-old neighborhood is about five miles from the university and near other neighborhoods that have the word “Governor” in them. GV consists of apartments, single family homes, and townhouses and is a fairly nice execution of a New Urbanist neighborhood. Walkable, narrow streets, commons areas, alleys, and shopping less than a 5 minute walk around the corner.
The townhouse feels pretty darn good too. Hardwoods on first floor, a foodie’s kitchen, (no granite cabinets but we secured the stainless steel fridge!) and a manageable backyard. OK, yes, it’s miniscule. Notice the garage though. Keep reading for more pics…
Kitchen window
Living Room
Kitchen
Dining
Backyard
Simon would actually prefer that we didn’t move. This house is just fine, thank you.