Crafty Pat, We once lived in Live Oak, but I forgot the name of the subdivision. DH was stationed at the nearby AF base (I forget the name of it); youngest son climbed the water tower and caused a bid of chaos, so a fence was put up around it.
Our place here in TN has been perfect for us for going-on 20 years now--a little over 11 acres, part of it straight up (to this LA gal, a mountain) forested and full of deer and turkeys. DH has to mow about 3 acres, but he has a Grasshopper, so not so bad. I don't do ANYTHING outside; he does it all. Our house is an old, remodeled farm house with 2 bedrooms (1 small, and 1 big), 1 bathroom that was converted from one of the smaller bedrooms, two foyers (one has my laundry built in like a closet, and the other has two closets added after we moved in because in old farm houses in the South, there are no closets); a BIG kitchen, and BIG living room, a dining room that is never eaten in--it is our trail from one section of the house to the other so houses our computer areas; and a big sunroom that we added about three years ago because we could not see out the back side of our house to enjoy our view. We are five miles from town (maybe 1000 folks population) with only four other families on our l-l/2 mile long road. We are set way back off the road, and cross a wood bridge to get to the house. My sewing room was built by the Amish and hauled in on the back of a roll-back 10 or 12 years ago, and DH's shop was site-built by a local barn-builder 5 or 6 years ago to house his old cars and hot tub. We have lived here the same number of years that the DH served in the AF; I've asked him a time or two if he is going to "retire at 20 again"--but I do hope not. I can't stand the thought of packing up all this mess and moving.....