All a Person Needs; No Less, No More

Description

The sun cast a warm glow over the garage as Jake loosened a bolt on the vintage Mustang. This space, measuring 24×24, was more than just a garage to him; it was a sanctuary. Surrounded by tools and the scent of motor oil, he spent almost every evening here. With a loud clank, the front fender released from the frame and Jake hauled it to the other shed. Entering the other shed, measuring 20 x 20, paint fumes filled his nostrils. Jake had lined this shed with clear plastic and created a two-zone paint booth. Laying the fender down, he realized he was too weary to work anymore today.

Jake lurched through the yard making the short trek for his home. The comfortable bungalow didn’t need to be large as his kids were both grown, and his old lady ran off 3 years prior. Entering through the kitchen door, a familiar face greeted him. Cookie, his 7-year-old lab, was always excited to see her owner. She watched patiently as Jake fumbled through the refrigerator for the evening’s meal. After dinner the pair made their way to the living room. Walking through the bonus room, they passed one bedroom and the well-kept bathroom. As Jake settled into his favorite chair in the living room, he gazed at the larger bedroom where he would retire after his nappetizer. It didn’t matter that his home was modest in size; what truly mattered was this was all he needed. No less, no more.

2024 Taxes: $942

Year Built: 1907