We’d been looking at houses on and off for some time. We even thought of moving to one of the senior communities in Las Vegas. But Grand Junction has everything we were looking for, not the least of which is close proximity of 3/4 of our grandchildren and our friends from Rifle. All we couldn’t find was a house. Then in August, our Realtor (ask me her name; I can highly recommend her) found a location and home we could afford, near to everything, that fit us perfectly. Three bedrooms in a subdivision with a HOA that takes care of landscaping, the world’s smallest back yard, and a sunroom for Georgia’s sewing. We bought it.
Shoehorning 2200 square foot of crap accumulated over the last 40 years into 1600 square feet has been a challenge. Fortunately, our new home is located not far from the Goodwill store and drive-in collection depot. I made several trips there and to the recycling center.
Moving to a fairly large city (140,000+) from a small town (8,000) has also been what used to be referred to as a culture shock. All of the big box stores are close and well stocked, the restaurant selection is unreal, the downtown area is filled with cool bookstores and shops Colorado Mesa University, with arts and music performances weekly, is about six miles away.
We hope you’ll want to visit us. We’re only a couple of miles from the airport, and the California Zephyr stops daily at the Amtrak station downtown. And our new home has a guest bedroom!