I miss this old house.
Sometimes, I come back by this blogspot dive and think, "Aw, it's like my first apartment! A dump, but what good times." It's gotten a bit tough to maintain the new place--the stress of putting just the right things in could be getting to me. Maybe it's just that I have so much on my plate. Or worse, that the person who quipped about shoes and cupcakes and weekend trips is gone. Sigh.