As I closed the door to our place one final time, I could not help thinking that I was also closing a chapter of our marriage. This was where Joseph and I spent our first two years of marriage and I thought it would be fun to recall a few fond memories......
- When we first moved in, we did not have a dryer yet. Since it was October and too cold to hang clothes outside, they were hung and draped all over our apartment instead!
- We lived with very little water pressure until we finally spoke up and said something to our landlords (which was a year and a half later!). It is really difficult to wash dishes when you only have a small trickle coming out of the faucet.
- We have had three bat episodes: 1. Found alive in my washer after I had done a load of clothes. 2. Dive bombing us in the living room, scaring the daylights out of our bunny. 3. Flying circles in our bedroom while we were sleeping one night.
- We were constantly paranoid about our neighbors staring at us all the time when we were outside. Have they never seen a snow blower before?
- We both have never really felt safe when we lost our back door skeleton key and bought another one for $2 at Home Depot.
- It took forever to figure out why my baked goods kept burning in the oven. (It was 100 degrees hotter than the dial actually read!)
- This was the house where no one ever knocked on our door for Halloween. :(
- and lastly, our house was the official home for Game Nights!
3 comments:
I think the new house will make a fine new home... and will upgrade our board-game night capabilities!! :-D
Oh my goodness!! To read your bat stories!! LOL!! My husband and I have had SO many stupid bat experiences I seriously lost count!! The problem still isn't fixed and we never know if we open the door to our bedroom if there is going to be a bat flying around!! But I've never had one in my washer before!!! ICK!!
Hey Kalyn! I am so excited that you found a house!
It is such a great feeling when you have your own home, of course the fix-ups never stop. Just take it one day at a time and don't let it overwhelm you.
Paul and I feel the same way about when we lived on Otter Creek. It still feels like our first home. That is the house we brought Roman home to, and where we spent our first Christmas.
Great post!
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