My Dream House

I've always dreamed of owning my own single-family home. It has a big front porch to watch the world go by. It has a screened in porch on the side or in the back because I hate mosquitoes. It has more than one bathroom just in case. It has a basement in which to store all my seemingly endless piles of crap. It has a yard with grass to mow. It has a kitchen that two people can be in at one time. It has stairs for the cats to run up and down. It might even have a dog. I'm deciding if I want to have a room large enough for a photo studio. 

A couple years ago, it was all I wanted, but the housing market was insane then. I couldn't afford or even imagine paying $800,000 for a 2 bedroom shack. The only houses I could afford were falling down on themselves and were being sold for the value of the land. So I gave up looking.

For now, I keep that dream on the back burner. I'm waiting until I find somebody who wants to buy a house with me or until my dream house just falls out of the sky. I'm not sure which will happen first as things are actually falling out of the sky at me — why not a house?