Where to live in Plano
Discover what it’s like living in Plano, TX with the AreaVibes Livability Score. Find out where to live in and near Plano.
Identified by Livability.com as one of the Top 10 Best Cities for Families, Plano also ranks among the Best Cities for Millennials to Live & Work by Monster.com. Residents have access to great schools and 3,800 acres of parkland, and the city is known for its good jobs and technology growth. Plano houses the headquarters of more than 25 American companies, including Cinemark Theatres, Dr. Pepper, Frito-Lay, JC Penney and Pizza Hut.
Schools: The quality of a school district is often a top factor for parents considering where to live. Strong school systems attract new residents and help their cities prosper.
Business: Being a great place to live and being a great place to work, often go hand-in-hand. Here’s what the business and employment climate is like in Plano.
Heath: Access to quality hospitals, doctors and healthcare providers are just part of what make a healthy community. Here’s how to get and stay healthy in Plano.
Real Estate: Ready to move to Plano? There are a variety of housing options in the area. Click below to learn about the recent trends, average home values and even a few current real estate listings in Plano.
Perhaps you heard that Plano was recently named the 12th longest-living city in the country by the Daily Beast. But what you may not know is that a whole bunch of other listicles ranking places based on their General Pleasantness have spotlighted the ‘burb. The results are mostly positive, occasionally confusing and always deeply scientific, we are sure. We have read them all, and now we can tell you authoritatively exactly what it’s like to live in Plano.
If you live in Plano, you may be “wealthy.” Way back in 2008, a survey by Salary.com named Plano the best place in the U.S. in which to “build personal wealth.” The same year, Forbes included Plano on its list of “Top Suburbs To Live Well,” along with Highland Park and University Park.
If you live in Plano, nothing bad will ever happen to you, especially if you’re a lady. I 2009, it was called the sixth safest city in the state of Texas by the CQ press. The next year, Women’s Health dubbed Plano the best city for women, while Men’s Health ranked it the third best for men, looking at criteria including cost of living, cancer rates, and a bunch of other things, including, bafflingly, something listed as “Percent hopelessness — all or most of the time.”
However, there’s a high likelihood that you will spend much of your time on the couch. Occasionally a less-flattering list does break in to dump all over the Plano love-fest. In June of this year, Men’s Health mentioned Plano again — as one of the least active cities in the U.S., ranking number 64 out of 100 and scoring a D+ grade.
And don’t even bother trying to hump that couch, or anything else in the vicinity. Because Men’s Health also recently ranked Plano No. 52 on their list of Most Impotent Cities. (Subhead: “Where men are the most likely to go limp.” Thanks for the clarification, guys.)
So, in conclusion: A typical day in Plano — at least according to the Internet’s city-ranking machine — involves waking at dawn and calling your children or grandchildren to complain that the TV remote is still broken, whereupon they will tell you gently, for the 100th time, that you are pointing the garage-door opener at the microwave. You’ll have plenty of time to figure that one out, though, because that you’re just a spry young chicken of 84, with at least 140 more years of pristine good health ahead of you. All those people in the Bible who lived for 700 years? Yeah, they were from Plano.
To celebrate, you’ll spend a brief stint swimming around in your money piles Scrooge McDuck-style, then mount an abortive attempt to make sweet love to your significant other. It won’t go well. Afterward, winded but with your spirits undimmed, you’ll retire for a nap, leaving your doors unlocked, your windows open and your rare coin collection arrayed on the table. Sometimes, just for the hell of it, you like to walk outside and wander up to strangers on the street, your wallet open and your alarm code and ATM pin number printed with indelible ink on your forehead. Then it’s dinner at Luby’s and home to spend the evening fused to your sofa, muttering about this “goddamned busted clicker” while your garage door flails wildly outside.