One thousand square feet. 574 more words
My parents retired from Ohio to a beautiful golfing area in North Carolina in 1979. They never wanted to move from their dream home.
When my father realized there were health issues on the rise, with he and my mom, he wanted to move back to Ohio. 724 more words
Here’s another ‘Does this make me a prostitute?’* dilemma from a lady called Terry:
I went to look at a house as I have recently broken up with my now ex-boyfriend and I need to move out of our currently shared house. 298 more words
As part of yesterday’s discussion of one’s most favored habitat, I neglected to mention this enchanting idea – colonizing the planet Venus.
The surface of Venus is too hot for comfort (or even existence), but apparently at an upper level of the atmosphere it’s cool enough to be habitable as long as we solve these thorny problems: 230 more words