Whenever the question, " What is the american dream?" ( Or replace "american" with your country of origin) come up. I think the answer is universal. To own my own home. The comfort and security of having a shelter to call your very own without the headaches of rent or mortgage coming in letter form each month is very freeing. Yes, I am a part owner of my home with my mom and I am enjoying it. Sure, you have property taxes every year not to mention insurance ( which I must stress to anyone who own a home to stop right now and get some insurance now if you don't have any. Don't be fooled with the notion that just because some poor family house was burning, robbed, or flooding on the six o'clock news doesn't mean that won't happen to you!) Our trailer ( yes, I did say trailer.) is free to be done in anyway we want it to be. And we have decided to trick it out into a style forward, eco friendly rockstar! We are faced with the idea that somethings will need to be replaced and repainted. Isn't that the whole fun of it? The pouring over paint samples and the debate of tile vs hard wood flooring. ( Easy to assemble bamboo flooring, baby!) Your home is your canvas and it will be you living in it so choose wisely because nothing says tacky when your best friends and family come over and start to snicker behind your back. And most of all, all that money you spent in rent or mortgage payments will come in handy for some new items ( *cough* flat screen tv in every room!) Got to run. Later.