I no longer want to live in an apartment furnished with forklifts and backhoes.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I find myself for whatever reason unable to live in the apartment I renovate and have to sell.
Refurbishing I've done in the first three years and I'm still giving housing money, of course, to the north.
I want my children to have all the things I couldn't afford. Then I want to move in with them.
I've lived in a big showplace house, and I never want to live again in a house that overshadows me.
I live in New York, but I'm gone 310, 320 days a year. My apartment is storage.
If you don't want to part with belongings but still want to monetize them, then you can rent them out.
I lived on couches for something like six months. I had no home. I was totally broke. I would stay at a friend's house for two weeks, then move because I didn't want to become this permanent mooch.
I lived in a studio apartment until my mid-30s. I don't have an extravagant lifestyle.
My house is a place I have spent many years improving to the point where I have no desire to leave it.
I got an apartment for my family so they can move out of this one-room that they were renting out from a family.