Write about your dream home.
A long time ago in a place far away, I once lived in my dream home. It was far from perfect but just right for me.
Built in 1932, my old home was solid as a rock with a change of the original floor plan that I was hoping to return it too. Plus, it had a “Michigan” basement in Michigan.
Honestly, I would add back the garage by getting rid of the living room that it was converted to. Next, I would convert the big bedroom back to the original living room by opening up most of the wall to the kitchen returning it to the original two bedroom bungalow.
The location of the property wasn’t far from the Michigan White Pine Trail which is a paved bike trail that one can ride for miles to different cities. Plus, easy access to I-96 to get to Detroit and to US-131 to get up north and to the Mackinac Bridge.
The neighborhood had a city built in HOA that allowed the area some political clout. For example, the local school district wanted to sell an elementary school building two blocks south to a contractor to develop it into condos. But, the HOA won keeping it open with no school busses allowed thus making it primary a walk only school. Next to school built in the 1930s like my home is a city park. South of the school had built in open green space used for Little League games of softball and football.
My current home in Texas was built in the 1950s which is considered to be a tract house put together in a few months with the same floor plan as my neighbors. Little insulation to keep the home cool in the summer and to stay warm in the winter. Grateful for it but don’t love it.
Time to time, I check the neighborhood to see what’s for sale in the area. But, the properties don’t last long and are sold quickly.
Yours Truly,
Leslie Elizabeth David.
The Magnificent Modern Mature Woman 