I love old relics, and as a historian, I decided a long time ago that I would only make my home in a house that was older than 1950. Well, since getting married and living on my own I've stuck to my promise.
Our first home was a loft-style apartment in an early 20th century industrial textile mill overlooking the Haw River that had been rehabilitated into apartments:
The space was wonderful--16 foot ceilings with exposed original wood beams, exposed brick on the exterior wall, great triple-hung windows for tons of natural light, and amazing original wood floors.
Now we are "setting up house" in a 1917 bungalow out in the country:
Wherever I happen to live, I hope to always be restoring my roost--not just the physical preservation of the structure, but restoring all aspects of a healthy and nurturing home.