It's Friday. Let out your breath. We're done. We're done. It's Friday. I do not go out on Friday nights. Friday night is the bit at the end of the marathon where you hug your fellow runners and leave sweaty salt trails on each other's cheeks. You wouldn't then put on something in which the … Continue reading What Fridays should be, and what they shouldn’t
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This is your house now: a tour for the person about to buy my house
I've had this post in my head for months, and months. The thought of writing it kept making me cry at inconvenient points. Now we finally have a fixed move date (in, um, two days), it's probably time to let it out. Come on in. This is your house now. Here are some stairs. You'd … Continue reading This is your house now: a tour for the person about to buy my house
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I was thinking today about how attached I am to this house. The house we came back to from our honeymoon. The house I brought my baby (babies?) home to. The house in which he took his first steps and said his first word*. The house with the big skylight overhead in our bedroom. How … Continue reading Sun-seekers