Buying my perfect house felt like a dream come true, but I sold it after a couple of years.
Catherine Collins
A few years ago, I achieved the American dream. You know the one: I purchased a home. My dream home.For years, like so many, I pinned hundreds of images on Pinterest of what I wanted in a house, from a spacious kitchen to a big soaker tub. The house I bought was over 3,600 square feet with features I never even knew I wanted, like a dreamy tiled bathroom and a rock wall in the basement for my twins.Our neighbors were incredible, too. Every night during the warmer months, the neighborhood kids met in the park for Nerf-gun battles, while the parents visited and chatted.It was the type of place and community I always wanted, and I could see myself growing old in that house and having my children come back to visit me there.My forever home barely lasted 2 years
I decided to move when my home — and all its upkeep — started feeling untenable and expensive.
Catherine Collins
