Home Sweet Home
Do you like your home? What is it about homes that your house is never enough? Your friend’s house is bigger when you are a kid. Your neighbor’s house is nicer when you are starting out on your own. When you can afford a bigger house, you always know someone who has a pool, or a second house in the summer.
Currently we live in a small town-house. We have no property that is our own. There are two neighbors attached to our unit and we hear doors closing and music paying often. It is a nice place, just nothing special. We do have a pool in the summer, an association community pool, but a pool nonetheless. We don’t have to cut lawns or trim trees, that is done for us.
You know what? I like this place. I have lived in much larger houses. Houses in fancy neighborhoods with big lawns, or a house in the middle of a cute little town, a block from the train and a block from all the stores and restaurants. I like this house better. All the units in the development are pretty much the same. All the yards are the same. There is no competition to have the largest house or the nicest yard. The exteriors are all the same. When every home in your neighborhood is exactly the same, it is easier to be satisfied with your home.
Maybe it is just getting older that makes the difference. I see a really big house and I think that is very nice, nice place to visit, but too big to live in. We don’t throw big parties, we have a guest room and an extra bath and a half. The kitchen is big enough to move around in and we have plenty of room to sit and eat. Our bedroom is as large as we need and I have a basement cave to escape to.
We could use more space for storage of crap Mrs. C will never use, but cannot toss. I can keep my Jeep in a garage so I can keep the top down in the summer, but I can’t move it out without having Mrs. C move her car because all the driveways are one lane only. Otherwise, this place has everything I need.
Home Sweet Home is not spectacular, and at my age I am glad it is not.