First of all Seattle. I have not one teensy bit of interest in leaving here. I love it - the weather, the mores, the people, the politics, the opportunity... all of it. Then my neighborhood. Seattle has tons of fabulous neighborhoods and that's not even counting the suburbs and surrounding cities. There are lots of great places to live but the greatest of all of them is right here. I have easy access (less than a half mile) to freeways going north and south and east. The beginning of Puget Sound is one block to the west. The very center of Seattle is a mile north of here. And I can easily walk to baseball games.
This building was a railroad warehouse from 1906 until 1992 when it was converted to condominiums and I moved in. It has history and flavor and quirks and personality. And the units are about double the size of most urban condos in the Pacific Northwest.
If I had all the money in the world, I'd buy the condo next to mine and make it into a guest house/sewing studio/storage space. I'd completely redo my bathroom and trade the tub for a walk in shower.
And then I'd redo the kitchen and probably way more if I found a good designer/contractor. Mainly I'd just move a bunch of shit from here to the other unit to get it out of the way and make this place even more clutter free.
One thing I do keep coming back to every single time I chew these ideas over in my head is that really none of it is critical. I could actually do it all now if I really wanted to. Well, not the buying of the second unit, but the rest. And maybe, one day, I'll want to enough. But, for now, I really really love this condo and am so grateful to be able to live here.
It really already is my dream home.