After owning (and living) in our townhome for seven years we began dreaming about what and where our next home will be. Given that it took us two years to get there (thanks economy and the brilliance of buying a suburban townhome), we dreamt a lot. We pictured renovating a great Denver bungalow, talked about how we'd tear out walls, knock down cabinets and blaze a hardwood trail to our new-to-us home. Depending on the time of year, available budget and level of angst with our old home, our dreams varied from grandiose to simple changes. But the dream of renovating an older home and making it 100% us was always at the forefront of our mind.
So imagine our surprise when during a trip to a builder in a suburban community, on a random Saturday I burst into tears because we "found our home." Instantaneously our dreams flipped and we were suddenly talking about building our own home and choosing our floor plan, finishes and extras. And with the quick (finally) sale of our townhome, we signed on the dotted line and anxiously began visiting our plot of dirt that would eventually be the foundation for our future.
So why had a new build never entered our dreams? For starters, we thought a home we'd fall in love with would be far outside our price range. I'll be honest; we're picky -- like really, really picky. For us the concept of building a new home was more closely attached to seven figures than reality. Once we got past the budget conversation, it was always about location. The only places we knew of that were building new homes were places we really didn't want to live. Nice, fun, amazing places for sure. But not the place a couple of lifelong DINKs were jumping to move into.
Solterra, our suburban community, and Cardel, our builder, blew our mind and all of our preconceived notions about new builds out the window and we're counting down the days until we can open the door to our brand new dream home.
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| our little plot of dirt, February 10, 2013 |
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