Squalor is the wrong word. I've a paid off half duplex in a beautiful place, a tract, but a rather charming tract, and I know tracts from way back. I just have trouble with the taxes on my budget. It was a shock to me, after California, how they do things here. Picture if your property tax raised every year since you bought the place, re valuation.
I'm a little sloppy now re ability to keep up, so curb appeal has gone way down hill (aka, weeds, and I am unstable walking on sand), but back in Venice, people used to stop their cars or feet to look at our yard.
Inside, the place is still a lemon and I know how to fix it, but unable to pay for that. This is a situation ongoing for millions and millions.
The good part is that I have something like twenty paintings on my walls, not all by me. A lot of mine sold.
I am well aware you are proud of your accomplishments, as you should be.
I do get tired of your assumption that good people will reap the same as you have.
That business about pore was dumbness on my part. I was having a spelling seizure.