Tuesday, July 16, 2013

I choose to live in Forest Grove

Trying to figure out what I would write about. When I asked my hubby he said write about why you moved to Oregon and Forest Grove in particular. Okay here goes.

I moved to Oregon in 1996 from New York City. Adam and I didn't have career's, a mortgage or kids so that was the perfect time to move. We visited Oregon in April 1995 and yes it rained everyday we were here. We still liked it better than New York City. The downside to Oregon is that not all of our family is here.

We've lived all over the Portland Metro Area. We started in the Lloyd Center district cause it was close to my sister's house and she found a cool apartment there. It had amenities I wasn't used to like birds outside the windows, flowers and a small porch like place to sit outside. It didn't have a few things that we had grown accustomed to like mice but that was okay not to have those. It was a great starter apartment since the bus and my sister were both nearby.

I'm going to skip ahead to 2008 when we decided to buy. Enough with paying someone's mortgage. Adam and I decided that we wanted to stay on the west-side of Portland so that eliminated a bunch of places right away. Once we decided that we wanted a house where we could have a garden that meant we needed a southern exposure and some land.

I'll never forget the day in June 2008 Adam said: honey lets go for a ride and he brought me out to Forest Grove. He said: here is where we can settle down and make a home. Adam was right. We then came up with a check list mine was simple: Unattached, floors, walls, roof and windows. Adam had a little more: southern exposure and a back yard big enough for a garden. Found some realtors and started looking.

After looking at about 20 houses we ended up choosing the second house we saw. It turned out to be perfect for us and we've co-owned with the bank since August 2008. We're the second owners of our house and the first owner took amazing care of it.


Forest Grove has been the perfect place for us to live. Our neighbors are good people and the city is just big enough to still have a small town feeling. It is great to go to the local farmers market on Wednesday and count how many people we will run into that we know. At least 5 every-time. That is what makes it a great place to live.  

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