The staircase in our cottage in the UK is *quite* steep - the place is nearly 300 years old and there wasn't very much room - but at least it's not a spiral staircase like I've seen in some places. But we're also in a small village without shops or transport network, and that will also be a factor, especially if we reach the stage where neither of us can drive any more.
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally used up and worn out, shouting '...man, what a ride!'
Working on that.