Thursday, February 4, 2010
My First Place
So we are driving to a friend's house today and happen to drive right past my first place. You know, the place you get after you graduate from college. Your very first place. It was a bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen. It was bliss. In a big old victorian. I could walk to the cool downtown coffee shop, movie theater, **cough** pub. No one to answer to. No place to be. Freedom! Elizabeth stated she would like to live there. Ha! I laughed. I informed her that I lived there when I was 19 years old. A long time ago.....before I had children. I didn't even have a cell phone or computer. Can you imgagine? I just listened to music, read books, painted my boyfriends toenails on the front porch. It has been so long since I have thought of this place. I have almost forgotten about it. Luckily, Elizabeth shouting 'MOM!' from the back seat snapping me out of my pleasant daydream. Get back to reality, geesh. Now my idea of bliss is Elizabeth earning 10 stars for her chart so we can go on a special family outing of her choice. Guess where.....Chuck E Cheese. I think if there was a hell on Earth, it would be this place. But she LOVES it. I have no idea why. Maybe if they served booze for the parents it would help numb the pain.
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The place you lived after college sounds like the place my husband and I lived in when we were in college--It was the upstairs of an old Victorian home in Oshkosh Wisconsin. Rent was $175 a month, and when they raised the rent to $200, we thought it was highway robbery--We were in that part of the country a few years ago and like you, sat in front of the house and just remembered when...Good times...Enjoy your weekend!!
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