(Only published because I am not going to accumulate unfinished posts and the post is a lot of nonsense)
R bangs on often about how we could not afford a decent house in an ok area any more.
Hello, I think I mentioned this five plus years ago.
It went along these lines. We sell this house and buy that flat (apartment), we won't be able to go back you know. It will never appreciate like this house has and will.
Surprising to me, where we live is doing quite well value wise, but it is of little consequence. I cannot eat pre fab concrete panels. I am a bit surprised to know that we could quite easily buy back where we lived.
But it was a modest place that needed some big money spent on it. It was fine to live in but very small and not to brag about.
R likes the idea of a garden. Well, who did all the work in the gardens of times past? Moi.
R would like to have a little doggie. I desperately would. But not until one of us is not working full time. We got away with it when we had houses and an outdoor area, but I figure it is unfair now.
We now live in a perfect place to grow old in. The ambulance trolley has a fully flat surface to travel over and it will fit in the lift. Once body corp fees are paid, that is it.