In the summer of 2024, my husband and I bought our dream house in a small town in Maryland.
We knew virtually no one in our new town, but at the time, that didn’t matter to us. It had everything we wanted: brand-new construction, around our budget, and it was just minutes from two different beaches.
At the time, I was 33, my husband was 35, and after 10 years together in New York City, it felt like the right time for a change. After all, weren’t adults supposed to buy a house and settle down at some point? Little did we know how hard that change would be for us.
We didn’t realize what we’d be giving up
The number one thing I hear people in New…
