Said with a pouty stomp.
Dan and I tend to agree quite often. That and a few other secret things are, in my mind, the key to us being married almost 14 years now and still not wishing each other dead. HOWEVER, we are locked in a loving but quite serious disagreement about the little cabin. I have promised him a flat-screen TV if he will give in, but still he holds firm. I told him that losing 300 SF would only mean giving up the office (which has just turned into a family-ignoring hideout for us anyway) and that end of the living room that we never spend any time in anyway because it's on the other side of the kitchen. I said I'd sell our oversized antique mahogany dressers that weigh 5,000 pounds or so each, although that would really hurt because my Dad gave them to me. But they are just too big.
But I think of how different our lives could be if it only cost us around $700 a month to have a roof over our head. If Dan doesn't get laid off (please oh please oh please), that's an extra $1300 we could be saving each month. A small house means we will be less tempted to fill it up with stuff. Dan could become a teacher, like he wants to, and we could still afford to live in southern California. I could be a per diem nurse (basically an independent contractor) and we could take entire summers off.
But he's hung up on 1000 SF and one bathroom. I understand, I do. But it's possible that a downstairs bathroom could be added. We could build a carport with a higher roof and shelves for storing stuff in tubs and maybe some kayaks (Irvine Lake is only a few miles away), and I could put a living roof on it for the vegetable garden.
there's so much potential.