It seems like it has been years since I moved out of my parents house and out on my own.  I can remember the apartments that I lived in since then - some were nice, and some were just nasty.  Sometimes you would just cringe when you were looking for a rental at the time, because at the price I could afford, well, you just couldn’t get anything that was nice.

Once I was on my own two feet, things changed.  I had a steady job, and income, so I decided that it was time for me to purchase my first home.  At the time, I was 23, just out of college, and at the beginning of my career.  Sure, I didn’t have a lot of money, but I wanted to own a place to call my own.

After talking to a mortgage broker, I found that I wasn’t going to be able to afford a regular house.  At the time, the housing prices in the community I was living were sky high, so I needed to look for other housing options.  Condominiums were out of my reach as well, with the prices for them outperforming houses.

So, instead I found some mobile homes for sale and looked at them.  I was expecting the worst, but all the stories I heard about trailers were false - they were actually very nice.  I easily qualified for a manufactured home mortgage with no PMI.

Boy, did I love that trailer.  After five years, I upgraded to a house, but sometimes I miss the good times I had in my mobile home…