Seattle adventures, life, home, and coffee—in no particular order
Yesterday we sat down–again–before an enormous stack of papers at the escrow office and signed our lives away–again. Interest rates have dipped lower still and because our original mortgage was so new, it made sense for us to refinance. And based on my childish computations, it’s a move that will save us nearly $50,000 over the life of our 30 year mortgage.
Let’s pause for a moment and let that sift through brain matter and morning-induced fuzziness. Save fifty thousand dollar. The thought that we owe enough money to make it possible to SAVE $50k makes me a little weak in the knees.
It’s one of those moments when I need to remind myself just how much I love this man, this life, and this home. Enough to make the money worth it? I think so.
To start with, there’s this view through the hops out the front door:
And there’s the funky little frog door-knocker:
And the gorgeous retro touches, like these stain glass lights and this beautiful rounded entry way into the dining room:
And the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves in the office that basically sold me on the house:
And the fun layout of our upstairs living space:
And, of course, this happy, happy dog in the back yard:
And this happy lady of the house, watering her veggie babies:
And this yummy freshness:
And this cozy reading/relaxin’ spot:
Mortgage or not, I’d choose this life again in a second. 30-year debt, bring it!