And so it begins. Over the last couple of days, the wife and I were in a city where we might take new jobs (Louisville, KY, if it matters), and as part of the recruiting visit, our potential employer had a real estate agent spend the day driving us around to see what's available in our price range.
I currently live in an inner suburb of Boston where we're car free, have easy access to public transit, I'm 4-5 miles from work (so a 20-25 minute bike ride or 45 minute to an hour on the buses/trains), we live near great parks, and can walk to get most stuff we need.
The city we'd be moving do doesn't appear to have that great of a public transit system (according to some people who live there). The housing in our price range in a similar neighborhood to where we live now (a few miles to work, nice walkable parks, cool shops also in walking distance), well, the houses are on small lots (I've always dreamed that when I finally moved out of apartments I could have my own garden, and it'd be nice for my daughter to have room to play) and the 1.5 story cape cods with slanted ceilings in the second story are challenges when both my wife and I are over 6 ft. And we'd like to have room to expand our family.
Or we could move out to the suburbs. Growing up in the country, that idea didn't used to sound as ghastly to me as it does now. I mean, you get a lot more house for your money and there's definitely more space to breathe, but not only would we need to get one car we might even end up getting two. And I'm not sure how my environmentally conscious side would feel about putting 40 or so miles a day on a car commuting. And I'd always dreamed of my kid(s) being able to play with others her own age in the neighborhood and walk to school.
My wife was definitely more impressed by what you get out in the suburbs, but I just have this fear that we'll become "those people" living in the 'burbs and driving everywhere and then the next thing I'll know I'll turn around and we'll have two huge SUVs in the drive that we drive the hundred yards to drop our kid off at the bus stop.
Not that we're even going to end up taking those jobs for sure.