I am moving out of my grandparents house into a old abandoned house above an antique store. It is perfect.
It is nearly falling down, old, dirty, and has no air conditioning or heating. But I love it so much.
My family and I have lived in my grandparents basement for a year and a half. We are finally moving out of hell and into heaven. Last night we ate dinner there. We aren't aloud to actually
live there, but we can go over there, move stuff in. Things like that.
It is right on the highway... so there is a lot of car noises... but I still love this house.
I have NEVER seen my parents happier. =D They don't like that is is dumpy, but they love that it is our own place. That was paid for by them, for them.