**I've Been Loved for 12 Years, and I'm Ready for What's Next** I've had the same two people call me home for twelve years, and honestly, we were a good match. No basement, no stairs to fight with, just one level of easy living that let them move through their days without a second thought. They chose me for the woods, too. Five plus acres of trees wrapped around me like a built in privacy fence, so they never had to worry about neighbors or noise creeping through. Just quiet, and space, and room to breathe. My open floor plan gave them a place to actually live together, cooking, talking, existing in the same space without feeling on top of each other. And my garage, with that oversized shop area became their spot for puttering, projects, whatever needed tinkering on a Saturday afternoon. Twelve years is a long time to be somebody's favorite place. I've still got my distressed wood floors, my cherry and granite kitchen, my step in shower, and a 3 season room ready for a gas stove. My bones are solid. I just need someone new to bring their own energy into me. If a secluded spot in mid-Michigan with one floor living and a shop to putter in sounds like your kind of match, I'd love to meet you.