When I was high school, dreaming of living in New York City, part of the dream entailed finding a “rent-controlled” apartment in the middle of Manhattan. (Hey, I aspired to be a journalist. I knew I would never be able to rent an apartment like that on my salary.)
At that age, my understanding of rent control was very limited. From my exposure to the concept via “Sex and the City” and other TV shows, I thought rent control was being “grandfathered in” — much like Florida home-owners are locked into the (maximum) amount of property taxes they are required to pay.
Ten years later and rent-controlled properties turn out to be the bane of my existence. A significant portion of Washington D.C. is rent-controlled — what they actually call “tax properties.” Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for supporting those in need. My major complaint is that none of these properties advertise their status. Why waste my time? Further, I really thought I would find an affordable apartment prior to actually commencing on my search. My research online was very misleading.
In Florida, people often say you can’t find a decent apartment for less than $X — depends on what kind of apartment you’re looking for and where, obviously. I’ve always prided myself on finding the diamonds in the rough. I am a pro at finding kick-ass apartments for very affordable prices.
Well, after four days of apartment-hunting in the District and being told that I “do not qualify” (let me tell you how much that phrases pisses me off — I worked so hard to be in this salary range so that I’d never hear the phrase again), I can confidently say that there is no affordable housing in the area unless you make less than $62,000 combined. I include the qualifier “combined” because Matt does plan to join me here.
In the end, I was thrilled to find a 770 square foot apartment for $1375. I’m not unhappy. I love the apartment, the amenities, the location, the proximity to work and play. But I’ll be significantly happier when Matt gets up here — for a plethora of reasons. I’m glad I can afford it, but I would have been happier in the range that I found online.
So, if you’re thinking about moving to the District, just know that it’s going to cost you. Everyone will tell you that. What I’m telling you is there are no deals — even for the incredibly diligent and crafty.
Please note: It’s worth it to commute if you want a yard, pool, and/or garage. Public transit’s pretty good from Alexandria and west of 395 so long as you don’t travel to NW DC. Matt and I may look in those areas when he moves up.
