Me and the missus bought a neat bungalow with hardwood floors on a double lot in a small town. We could probably afford something bigger and better, but we love our little place, it’s gone up in value, and when all the kids are out we will have lots of room.
I love bungalows. Our last two homes were built in the 1920’s. Built-in buffets, window seats and bookcases all out of white oak. Too bad they were in the cesspool of Minneapolis.
We live in a 2004 model now in the sticks. I miss the homes, but not the city.