I lived with my parents for 18 years in the same house. What is interesting about our house is that it used to be a doctor's home and he had his practice on one side of the house. When he died, his widow had his office remodeled into an apartment, and rented out the larger part of the house. When my grandparents were dating, my grandma's family rented the large part of the house from them. They moved out of the house later on and it passed through a couple families, until my parents started looking for a house. When they took a tour with the realtor they had all my aunts, uncles, and grandparents come along to see the house. My bedroom is the old waiting room of the doctor's office. (We opened up the apartment side so us kids could each have our own room.)
I spent a year in the dorms, and now am living at my church in the separate, old garage and butler's quarters of a mansion. (Remodeled to be a small two story apartment, but we consider the mansion our home too.) The girls live on the third floor of the mansion.
For dinner tonight, I had a steak filet wrapped in bacon. It was so juicy and delicious! I also had green beans, corn, canteloupe, and grapes with some skim milk to wash it all down.