Any opportunity to make fun is okay by me.
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From the category archives:
AHOLES AND ELBOWS
Last year, before my daughter moved to our old/new apartment (we switched from a tiny one bedroom to a two bedroom), we had a fantasy about living on the top floor of a duplex apartment down the road from where now live. It was out of our price range but so much the kind of place we’d wanted to live in. For one thing, we didn’t have to “be embarrassed” about where lived. This was squarely in a good neighborhood, an upper with lots of light and windows, a hard wood floor, a fireplace and a huge kitchen. Two tiny bedrooms.
My daughter saw the ivy crawling up the brick wall outside and fell in love. It had its own yard and a patio area. It was the kind of place in which you could build a container garden, for instance. It was the closest thing to a “home” that we had looked at. And it was a huge step-up from our current one bedroom (which I liked because of the view, even if I did sleep on a mat on the floor).
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