The stage I am in life, I look at things a little differently. I see children leaving home. I see my husband retiring. I see me getting older. Believe it or not, the hubs and I talk about what we want in a house once we get to retirement age.
One thing we totally agree on: SINGLE STORY! Why is it every time you forget something it’s always upstairs? Always! And why in the world is the laundry room on the bottom floor and all the bedrooms are on the top floor? Plus, given my history with stairs, I’d probably break all my hips. More than once.
We also agree on downsizing. I do NOT want to take care of a ginormous house in my golden years. And the 1/3 acre we live on has pretty much burned Tyler out on yard work. I’m hoping our final home will have a yard. I’m thinking at that point, we can pay someone to take care of it (shhhh . . . don’t tell him I said that). But the grandkids gotta play somewhere, right? And since I’ve told the kids I want tons of grandkids, I’d better be prepared.
Here’s a good approximation of what I think would be just grand:
And I even have floor plans. Yes, the plans call for stairs to a basement. This will NOT be happening! Nor will there be an upstairs bonus room. I’ll just spend a fortune and get the plans changed. See how easy that is?