Why Aren’t I in Florida Yet?
<p>My adult daughter sat cross-legged in her childhood bedroom, surrounded by a pile of books and three bags; one for donations, one for keeping, and one for trash. She had moved out several years earlier, but like me, when I moved out of my parents, plenty of stuff was still left behind.</p>
<p>After living contentedly in her own place for some time, she, like many Americans, was ready to become a first-time homeowner.</p>
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