I only got a year to live in this house. I was lucky even to have that. Spoiled even. This is my first house living out on my own, and i fear everything after this is going to be a step down.
Nonetheless, the woman who owns this house is foreclosing. And I (and my five other roommates) must be out by the end of April.
Just the beginning.
But I can't let myself get to sorry for, me. I have a new destination. A change. A new place. And I am very very excited! After some fresh paint, home baked cookies and a cup of tea, I'm sure it just may be better than this place now. But before I leave it behind... I shall miss these details.
...my built in bookshelf. (And the secret room behind it.)
...my wrap around porch that is perfect for tea time.
...the stuffed platypus that has been here since before we moved in.
Every week it moves, with no one touching it.
...my patch of dirt I never got to put a herb garden in.
...the built in wine glass holder.
...my breakfast nook.
...old doorknob details.
...my super groovy stairs.
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