We love to travel. We love to visit friends. We love relaxing. We love our home.?.
It’s always difficult to return home after experiencing a bit of luxury. For example, earlier this week we spent some time Lakeside at our children’s coaches’ home. It was a home that her grandparents had bought, now they live there with her parents and children. It’s a lovely piece of land that I understand completely why they would keep it in the family. If I could move our house onto that land, it’d be complete luxury.
Then there’s my sister’s home which I briefly mentioned this spring in my quick adventure about Traveling Vancouver Island. She lives right on the water’s edge in Powell River. My family and I are planning a visit to see her and her family this August. It is a lovely place with spectacular views. She is very lucky to have all of that.
As jealous as I am of anyone with waterfront property, I have to remind myself that people are sometimes envious of our property as well. We are just far enough away from the suburbs and city that we can still do our shopping and I can go to work. The land we have is surrounded by trees giving us nothing but privacy. I love living in the countryside. Even though I am constantly doing Home repairs, I don’t know when or if there would be a right time to sell this place and move.
We aren’t rich and we aren’t poor. We are what they say as House Rich/cash poor. We live in a home that has some fantastic features. But it also has some tremendous flaws. The key word is “home“. This is our home. At the end of the day, I love where we live. I don’t think I could ever give it up.