But the good news, is that I think I have found the house for me. In a quiet little neighborhood about two miles from where I live now is a quaint, little, red brick rectangle we have affectionately referred to as "the Tamworth house." I have a quick little video of the house if you want to see what it looks like on the inside.
The only downside of the home is that the tax record shows a woman purchasing the land in '52 and building the house in '55. That's it. That's all the activity it shows. How, you may ask, is this a downside? And I will tell you, that clearly, the woman lived here and probably died here (there is a ramp built to the kitchen door). Sounds like she lived the quiet life of an old maid. I don't really want the "Tamworth Curse" on me too. I don't want to live there forever and die an old maid. I don't even like cats or small dogs.
Let me know what you think.