Years ago, at the same time friends of mine were building enormous, beautiful homes, I was doing everything possible to get out of my home and it wasn’t even that big by Utah standards.
I remember giving them my unsolicited advice at the time. DON’T DO IT!
They did it anyway.
And they all regretted it.
I asked them at the time who was going to clean and take care of this big house? They all said they would.
I told them they couldn’t. It was too much. It was impossible.
It WAS impossible. Two of them had to hire full-time help and another one sold a year after they moved in. They were smart ones that learned fast. They couldn’t keep up and they didn’t want to spend their lives trying. Another friend put their custom mansion up for sell but they will have a very hard time finding a buyer for the monstrous thing and another friend can’t sell their house because they owe so much more than it’s worth. They are prisoners for life.
I wish someone had warned me before I built my house but I probably wouldn’t have listened to them either. I had to learn for myself.
I don’t know anyone who doesn’t overestimate the pleasure of acquiring new things at the same time they seriously underestimate the amount of work it will be to take care of it. ESPECIALLY for a home.
I will never buy a home again until I have the cash to pay for it and I can afford to hire the help I need to take care of it. I don’t intend to spend the rest of my life as a slave to a house.