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Blogoff Post #71: Ask the Broker: So what about the big, swanky Realtor’s house . . . ?

This is me, confessing:

So you drive a crappy little car. Your real secret is that you live in a McMansion, right?

Wrong. Our home would be described as modest — if only it were bigger. We bought it for the dogs, more than anyone. It has many wonderful features that we love, but the best feature of all is that it backs to the Arizona Canal, a kind of linear river park with a fake river, so the dogs have a great place to go for walks.

But, to be completely honest, we have twice been tempted by big expensive houses. Bloodhaven is still my ideal home/office. And Houndswick breaks my heart every time I drive past it.

Unlike a car, a house is an investment, and much of what we loved about these two homes was to be found in their profit potential. But, luckily for us, we were prevented by poverty from buying either house.

Now you know all my secrets…

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