moving is a mixed bag.
things i'll miss about our house:
a. the porch. the lovely lovely porch that is perfect on a day like today, on a night like tonight
b. the space we have.
c. the original, 98-year-old woodwork.
d. the hardwood floors we discovered under really icky carpet.
e. the basement that allowed us to toss in things at will.
f. our backyard that we seldom used. but whenever we get up there (it's up on a hill) i always think, "i love this backyard."
g. our neighbors are really nice and let us use things like wrenches and weed wackers.
h. the idea that our money was not being pissed away on rent, but going into something.
i. having white-trash picnics on the porch with terry (booze and a bucket of KFC).
things i'll not miss about our house:
a. a large driveway filled with snow to remove.
b. mowing.
c. gardens that we never actually did anything with.
d. the crap that sometimes happens on the east side of st. paul
e. dealing with utilities like water and heat and garbage.
f. plumbing issues.
g. the mortgage payment that became ABSURDLY high.
h. how far it is from most places we frequent, esp. kiddo's school.
so i'm a little weepy, a little emotional, but i know it's really just a dwelling, a building, and that it's not the most important thing.
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We just moved to a new house. It's a great house, but it's not home yet.
i'm not too melancholy about moving back into apartment life, because i've come to realize that home isn't so much a place, but it's who i'm with.
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